whatever people say
they rarely know you
it is just a guess
a conclusion,
something that they draw from

i have had a panic atatck,
and been far too depressed
because looking through my memories
often reveals such a mess
and a person for whom,
confidence was often cruelly undressed

left prague
and boarded the plane
touchdown in more snow
and i tried to breathe again
reality was slightly picturesque

it happened so long ago
or that they happened to me
and then i feel the weight
and i face forwards
looking at the doorway of fate

i just want a chance
a way forwards
thankful for everyday
but always aware of my flaws

where to go
when you feel alone
do you venture out
or sit by the telephone