Millions of little pieces

Stepping in faith
Learning to leap
Twirling and tumbling
And falling too deep

Doubtful debating
Skewed negotiating
The fear of creating
What I can't control

My heart of the line
The line on a ledge
Why can't it be easy
It's too close to the edge

The edge of existence
My existence is fear
Fear of looking, of knowing
What I'll see in the mirror

Hating the choices
Cursing the pain
Yearning for some way
To prove what I've gained

Blessing the heartache
Choking back tears
Praying to look back
And see all in the clear