.stage 4 fear of trying. - frnkiero and the cellabration

If I face my fear

Would my skies be all but clear?

Probably not, then again

I’ve always held my doubts so close to my heart

That these frames trapped all my better days

There they stay frozen and unscathed

Though I’ve traveled far

I’ve been back to the start

And I found some scars in places I have never shown to anyone

I don’t know why it took so long to get back home

«If you could hear the dreams I’ve had, my dear…»

Yea I know, you’ve heard that line before

But if I had the chance to scream all the things I’ve underlined

Yea you’d find I’m a thief

But my taste is so refined

And I traveled far, I reached for the stars

But those stars don’t reach back

They’re better left alone

Everyone will tell you

I never felt more alone than when I fell

I don’t know why it took so long to get back home

All these miles just to get back home

Travelled all these miles just to get back home