Is She Scared

There she goes, she packed her shoes

Its one of her lows and that's an excuse

To leave herself and get onboard a new dream

To jump off the shelf and into the stream

Is she scared of seeing herself from above,

Or is she scared of letting herself be loved?

Here she comes back home again

A home among homes, she tried in vane

To discover the colours her heart paints at night

But perhaps tomorrow, tomorrow is another fight

Don't unpack, my dear

You are not really here...