And in insanity 

cross the road, to the

places I haven't known,

and in my fear I find

I'm screaming for you.

And you... 

Aren't here.

But I know that 

this is only fear.

I know that..

I know that.

Fear of rejection, 

fear of emotion, 

fear of being left alone.

I can't help you.

I'm not useful.

I can't help you.

I'm only wasteful.