I Really Like You

Every time I try to stand,
I find myself back down again.
I need someone to hold my hand,
but I'm too scared to take the chance.

I don't want you to see,
I'm too afraid to open up,
if I really show you me,
You might not like
what there is to see.

Your so pure of heart,
and gorgeous to the eye.
Mine has long been torn apart,
I know I can not measure up.

I'm sure you have no clue,
that I really like you.