Is it the fear of feeling something or the fear of feeling nothing at all. Is it the choices I've made that's left me so vulnerable. All I know is that I'm hiding. I'm running away from what I wish I had. I guess that's just too bad. We were lacking something beautiful and it taught you not to trust. Whatever we had that day, it was never worth the rush. I just want to forget about everything that made me who I was. I'll shut myself out from the world. My walls have become my family, my friends, my home and I've avoided the mirror for weeks just to feel alone. I'm scared of seeing the man I know. The man I loathe. I'll be alone. Forever on my own. I'm just sitting here watching the time role by. To think my life's just passing through quicker every night. I've become so comfortable in this house. I've become so comfortable. Just not in my skin. My walls have become my family, my friends, my home and I've avoided the mirror for weeks just to feel alone. I'm scared of seeing the man I know. The man I loathe. I'll be alone. Forever on my own. We are all imperfect in our own way. We can change or simply stay the same. I've shed a tear for everyone I strung along. For every person that I've done wrong.