Uncertainty by Trains

I Will not reside
In the ghost
of past memories

Time moves like
Bullets cutting through clouds
Stuck in a storm of uncertainty

one might disappear
In the blink and eye you will have to
Survive

What’s coming to you
What's stopping you
From being true
What’s stopping

You, This fear of disappointing you
Brought on By the scars of yesterday

I was to young for you
The scars caused by internal innocence

Why run
From you

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