You are scared, aren't you?
Holding onto everything, till your bleeding hands, tired heart, and swollen eyes, they say everything
Trying to hold onto that thin thread of hope, which is as fragile as your heart
Were you always this way?
What happened? was it the rejection? was it the criticism? was it that friend who left you alone that day in that crowd? was it that boy who broke your heart? or was it YOU?
That "I am fine of yours", screams "I am scared"
What is it that, you fear the most
Is it the life? the people? the relationships? the reason to be alive? or just YOU
The biggest fear you carry around is the fear of LOSING
Losing what you love. what you hold on to, the people, the thin thread and your mere existence
You fear losing
More than anything else