I'm still scared.
Afraid of failing anticipating
but I do it before the wings begin to break.
Runaway so I can hide.
Runaway I've messed up, feeling nothing.
I'm dead inside. Runaway.
Why don't I care? Waste my time.
Commiserating, self medicating it's my design
although I know you don't approve
The truth is that I need its ok showing
how I feel keeping my shame when there's something to conceal ??
in my memories I cant ??
all my insecurities.
Why should you care?
