I was walking one day and,

I felt it slip like a shadow between me and the ground
And it flips me off my feet and but i'm falling without a sound,
Or momentum or the hum of wind, just a shadow beneath and within.

I can't explain it in words, but it's the fear of failure
And the dark, and all unheard and stark and the masks whisper,
That I am nothing in a million eyes, and my disguise is known and paralyzed.

Remember to breathe.
Remember the bliss.
Remember others need you to get through this.
Know that your frail.
Know that you're scarred.
Know that doesn't stale who you are.

Walk on...