To walk alone, the growl of an unleashed dog,
In the dark of night, with nobody else home.
A crowd of people watching as you attempt to speak,
Thoughts' of the past, dreams' of what yesterday may
Crumble to the ground as the fear surrounds' with no
Do not cry, do not walk In circles, do not run, do
If eyes try to see through your windows' of home,
Is It the thoughts' In your mind or reality of the
Fear wears' a face, It has a body and mind, It thinks'
It remembers' the painful monster, It Is you and me.