The Fears
I can't let him get to me,
I hope there can't be
a way for him to know my fears,
growing so strong after 300 years.
I need to get Pitch out of my head,
not let him get to me instead.
I have to ignore the question "Why
me?", and I have to try
to keep the doubts and fears at bay,
and try to get away.
Why do the shadows move when I blink?
It makes so hard to think.
I want my memories badly, too,
and I hate everything he says is true.
I'm scared of what the Guardians would say
if I grabbed my teeth and flew far away.
No!Pitch must be wrong!
Someday, I'll belong.
Maybe, he's right, maybe...
No! I can't let him get to me.
But Pitch is right,
and I can't fight
back, because it's all true,
none of this is really new.
"You make a mess wherever you go."
Dammit, Pitch, I know!
"No one will ever believe in you."
I hate how it's true.
I need to get away,
to help the Guardians and find a way
to try to get rid of my fears,
or push them down for another 100 years.
Just stop it!
STOP IT!
Get out of my head!
