Sense (This makes none)

The things that are hardest to say...

The things that need to be said

The things that spin in your mind

The things you just need to get out of your head

Confusion

Chaos

Where faith and fear collide

It's all the things you're afraid to say

It's all the things you hide away

Your thoughts

Your feelings

Who you are...

You can risk everything you have, without risking everything you are.

But if you don't really have who you are, you don't really have anything.

Risk is only a matter of perspective.

Everything is only a matter of perspective.

It's all how you look at it.

Upside down, the piece doesn't fit

But move it

And the puzzle is complete.

Everything has a simple answer, but you can't see the forest if all you see is a singe leaf. 

Borrowed phrases, borrowed cliches.

A cliche is a truth the world is tired of hearing. 

But it's usually something cliche that people need to hear the most

To say the most

To remember, in times of silence, 

When you're alone... 

Darkness

Light

It's all the same

(It's a matter of perspective.)

(How do you see it)

(.... Or, do you see it?)

What do you see? (Are you blind?)

And how would you know blindness?

You don't know you're asleep until you wake up.

But what if it's too late? 

You never know until time's up... 

And you don't know what you have until it's gone.

(Time's up.)