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?