Wondering

And it is the night before the day
But it shall be dark to me anyway
For underneath myself I bear
The strain of all those who were not there.

And I play the cards before the game
But loss hurts less when it is tamed
For underneath myself I stare
At my own broken wishes
Made by those who were not there.

And I run from before before I return
And I am frozen before I burn
For underneath myself I lack
The truth that you will not come back

And I shed my wings before I fly
So I can fall down from the shining sky
For underneath myself I believe it is true
That it is better to be alone,
Waiting for you.