is there something wrong with hanging out in a fragile state of mind i do it all the time i think as i sip on my cheap wine i can see everyone around me seems so pleased in my head i m on my knees pleading with myself to leave so i fake it to the point i start to hate it and i just can t shake this feeling and i hate to feel exposed and i feel like i m the only one in a crowd without their clothes here we go everyone is approaching me asking about those close to me and if life s going how it s supposed to be but it s not and i know that i should smile and shake their hand and every feeling in my gut says i should ve took my chance and ran cause i can t take it i begin to wonder if i ll make it and there s gotta be a way to bring my mind back from the cold to avoid the stares of everyone and give me back my clothes and you know the phoenix may rise up and fly again but one would think it d lose a bit of soul everytime the ashes may always reform but do the flames happen to burn away the scars in my mind i don t think they do 