I'd be lying if I said I wasn't afraid.
I thought I got away from fear,
But it's lingering there in my chest.
I don't understand myself.
Maybe I'll find the words I swallowed.
Why am I so hopeful?
Hope is for those who are losing.
And keep hoping that I didn't lose.
I never did get my song done.
I wish I had.
The stars and moon,
They'll never be the same.
I wonder if the meaning will change,
Or stay the same in the end.
My hands are cold from him.
I won't lose to it.
I'm scared.
