I mapped it out
Without a doubt
Then shadows sprout
I chicken out
I had the line
The perfect sign
The stars align
The chance was mine
My pulse would race
My thoughts misplace
Fear took its place
And dimmed my face
I stalled
I hid
Undid what I did
Kept on the lid
On dreams forbidden
The road bent south
Dried up my mouth
Hope headed out
I chicken out
Yet somewhere deep
Beneath the heap
Of fears I keep
Small fires leap
One day I\'ll shout
Not twist about
Not reroute
No chicken out