What am I afraid of?
The unknown? Things I can’t control?
Am I afraid to say it out loud
When it’s easier to just wade in the comfort of a crowd?

How many times can I refresh the same page
Before I realize that I’ll just get the same outcome?
Why do I ignore fires burning in the corners of my life
Until the flames are about to engulf me?

I feel like I’ve dulled myself through distance and distractions
While I keep staring at the same unanswered questions
Hanging over my head everyday
When I try to answer them I realize how I thought I’d be set free
But instead I found I was just illuminating
How little I actually knew about myself

I’m here right now, and so are you
I might be gone tomorrow, and so may you
This is sudden sky