What am I afraid of? The unknown? Things I can't control?

Am I afraid to say it out loud when it's easier to just wade in the comfort of a crowd?

How many times can I refresh the same page before I realize that I'll just get the same outcome?

Why do I ignore fires burning in the corners of my life until the flames are about to engulf me?

I feel like I've dulled myself through distance and distractions while I keep staring at the same unanswered questions hanging over my head everyday

When I try to answer them I realize how I thought I'd be set free

But instead I found I was just illuminating how little I actually knew about myself

I'm here right now, and so are you...

I might be gone tomorrow, and so may you...

This is Sudden Sky...