I'm afraid to close my eyes.
Afraid of what I might see.
Afraid that all I've been running from is now inside of me.
Living an empty life,
with shattered hopes and busted dreams.
I don't know how to say the things on my mind or in my heart.
I'm getting worried
that I'll always be left out in the dark.
I whisper, but no one's there to hear.
I cry, but no one's there to see.
Maybe it's all in my twisted dream.