What if I’m scared of everything,
And cry beneath the moonlit sky?
Some nights, I wish I wasn’t here
I feel too fragile for this life.

What if I break, and no one sees?
What if I fade without a trace?
Would anyone reach out to me,
Or just forget I had a place?

I’ve grown to dread the face I wear,
The thoughts that echo deep inside.
What if I lose myself for good,
And no one’s there to hear my quiet cry?