8 acessos
Once more i open up the door
A group of people stare
I try to ignore
Overcome by fear
I wear the mask and try to be
Assured, witty and sweet
I choke on my thoughts
All my lines are blocked
A simple answer would suffice
I hear then whispering
My mind is rushing, i'm in silence
The storm calls me back home
Nothing to feign
I won't personify again
I look up to the pitch-black sky
Sounds of rain loud outside
Alone i give out
I let myself down
I sing to quieten this shriek
Of nostalgy in me
Wary in my words
All thinking is blurred
I can't express what's in my mind
Why did i say nothing ...?
No one knows what i hide inside