This is a story I call my own

I'm sorry I step away

When you want to hear

What I have to say

I'm sorry I seem so distant

I've lost o so much at once

Don't want to forge connections

Just to feel them gone (again and again)

(and again and again and again and again)

Truth is

I fear what the next crack will do

Born with a thousand strings

Nearly all of them

Cut in two

And I'm sorry if that frightens you

Truth is

I feel okay most times

Truth is

Most are shocked

when I don't feel fine

I keep my distance

Not because I don't care

I keep my distance

Because of that fear

So I'll just

I'll just

Leave you there

Yeah, this story I call my own

You think you can call me distant

You haven't seen what I was for sure

What you see right now is closer

Than I've ever been before

Distant!

Distant!

Distant!

Distant!

So much more

So much more

Than I was