I hold on tight to everyone and everything,
Afraid to let go, afraid of the sting.
I’m here holding pieces, they drift away,
But no one sees the fear I hide each day.

I’m scared of the silence, scared of the fall,
Afraid of losing anything at all.
I keep on holding, though no one’s there,
Falling apart like they don’t even care.

I smile through the cracks, hide all the scars,
While they leave me behind like passing stars.
I’m a shadow waiting, left in the...