You ever think about what it would be like to leave yourself behind?
Just dispose of you the you and everyone else knows.
Venture out into the deep blue nothing in search of everything.
To be the you you always dreamed of being.

To live with reckless abandonment.
Or to take that chance. To risk all your known comforts.
To fall in love haplessly. Or to burn that bridge for good.
Why is it so scary?

Is the unknown that terrifying?
I don't know now what will happen when.
So does it really make a difference?