Why do I let myself ruin everything?
Once things are in bloom
I take them and break them.
Happiness has not seen my shadow
And I don't want it to.
I'm afraid of Trust, of Love.
What happens if you leave?
What happens if I fail?
I cannot fail,
I won't let myself go.
I took a chance
And that chance frightens me.
Sometimes I think it would be better
If there wasn't hope.
If there wasn't a chance to fail,
Because I seem to love to fall,
It is one of my true talents.