Unknown. I'm captive. I want a piece of the truth inside.
Untouched. Blanketed. Hiding from questions that bury my mind.
Fearful. Not overstating much. Just telling myself I'm not who I am tonight.
Falling. No loaded word gun. I'm pulling triggers, shredding my pride.
Unknown, untouched, fearful, but falling for everything said, and words that are right.