Birth; shame.
But I never hear the sound of your name
And I don't see who I am when I strip bare
Fatal. Mortal. Scarred but never scared.

Waiting; fear strikes gold.
Red streaks and white dots,
My eyes lie to me. They don't know what they see.
I fail to shake the illusion off the ecstasy

Shattering; hearts above
On the line, danger seen ahead
But how can you not understand
How can I not be scared?

Breathe; follow me.
Don't let me ponder on yet another if
You hum your love into a call
Tracing a feeling I feel I'll never know

Feet on the ground but I'm dreaming
I keep on learning but the fear is seething.