I wonder if people might know,

how much a man might care

how little I think

he might believe it’s important

that everyone know,

that only he might know his fear.

I wonder if anyone ever really want

know the burden that he must care

is the fortune he must bear.

I want if life might ever change

Or will the constant fear

be the albatross that I am to endure

For it does fly near

our hours to remind me

of the closest pier

whereby the edge of voices

might always hear.

I wonder if any really care

might they simply rather dare.