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?