Will I be Me?

Every time i think of you I wanna cry
but its your words I just cant buy
you act like everything is alright but why
I don't understand why you make me cry

You say 'it's all right'
but it's getting to be night
nothing is all right
why wont it come back, the light

I don't understand how yet
I cant help but fret
what will the rain bring but nightmares of wet
tangles of the truth, or tomorrow's frets.

Maybe we just weren't meant to be
So I guess I should set you free
but my mind is worried about me
If I set you free, me will I be?