What didn't kill me left mencold enough to live this liennow I drift desensitizednreality has had it's way with this timennConfidence now lostnin comfort of familiar habitsnI know it's destructivenbut I can not get past nthis barricade I boiled up insidentoo high, i've got to pull outnof numbing phasennHold down this fearnpush back self-doubtnI'm most afraid that Inwill fall to failurenso much to sayncan't get it outnit's all a wastenchaste, forced to indignant tastenself-propelled rejectionnit's more than I can taken(right now)nnso sick of hiding from what I can't facenso sick of hiding from what I can't facenni must get through this wall of insecuritynthe thought of rejection more than i can takenand I've got to get out of thisnnumb phase, set numb phase