Is the world is too big
or am I just shrinking
or have I become someone different?
Is it just me
or still not morning?or the nightmare's really returning?
I am scared of those voices
I am scared of what's waiting outside.
I am scared of those shadows and
scared of those things that
I won't go outside.
I am just scared of me.
I can't help but pity
..ah Fuck, It sucks to be me.
