Llueve en Bs.As

The blank pages of my diary,that I haven't touched since you left me,the closed blinds in my home,see no light or day,dust gathers on my stereo,cause I can't bare to hear the radio,the piano sits in a shaded space,with a picture of your face.

I'm scared to face another day,
Coz' the fear in me just won't go away,
In an instant,
You were gone,
And now I'm scared