STILL BREATHING

I am afraid and all alone
            my slender fingers pluck the strings.
            Please leave the Breath of Life; mine own.

            Sitting on this hard china throne
            the sound will give your heartbeat wings.
            I am afraid and all alone.

           Occasionally a stirring tone –
            a reminder of childhood things.
            Please leave the Breath of Life; mine own.

            You know me: yet I am unknown
            take pleasure that my playing brings.
            I am afraid and all alone.

           Appreciation you have shown –
            applause so loud it's meant for kings.
            I am so afraid and all alone.
            Please leave the Breath of Life – mine own.