They say that there are other:
Fish in the sea,
Eggs in the carton,
Chips in the bag,
Flowers in the garden.

But he’s not a fish,
He’s not an egg,
He’s not a chip,
He’s not flower

He’s him, a person,
And me? I’m a coward.

I sit here alone,
I’ve given fear all my power.

I guess he’ll never know.
What an absolute ******.