Am I safe?
Behind the wall of indifference.
They can’t hurt me then.
What when the wall crumbles?

Am I safe?
Inside a shell of silence.
They can’t see the real me.
What when the shell cracks?

Am I safe?
Inside my armor of coolness.
They can’t see the war inside me.
What when the peace is declared?

Am I safe?
Under the cover of carelessness.
They can’t see the holes in the heart.
But what when the cover is lifted?

Am I safe?
Am I really safe?
Tell me.
Am I?