Alone, cold, and scared

I sit in an empty room
Dark and full of fear
walls closing in tightly
painted black
i cannot see whats in front of me
scared of sucscess and scared of failure
afraid to move for something could happen
someone calls out to me
but i crawl back into my shell
scared of what they think
scared of what they will say
This is not how i want to die
this is not how i want to be rememberd
alone, cold and scared