Seasons

Black is still black

when the lights are out

space is still empty

when it takes your shouts

tears are still tears

when you wipe them up

and

Fears are still fears

when you hide them up

Insecurities are fears

that you never face

so you hide them deep

in a secret place

and

They grew behind you

When you think you've won

only to turn around and see

That they're never gone

The truth is that

the wind will carry them all away

and bring them all back when the seasons change

the winds of time will chase all the fears away

only to bring them all back when the seasons change

Insecurities come out when you think you've won

silly boy, you know that they're never gone. 

The winds of change make them fade away

only to bring them back when the seasons change.