lightly...

I'm deathly afraid of being afraid.
I'm scared to death of living.
I can't rush away my problems with a choice...
they linger, linger.

(C) Choking in my own demise.
It's profound how elegantly I'm sinking.
I don't think it could happen in a better way,
this is the way I'm supposed to be thinking.

Scared to even step outside,
look up at the sky... smile at the clouds-
that are at the brink of breaking.
I can see it coming, so i start running.

(C)

It's amazing how different we are...
the sun can sit there and watch this happen,
the sky falling all around you.
but still it sheds light.

(C)

Maybe I am scared to death,
or maybe just observant.
Whatever i am, or am not...
know that I don't say these things lightly.