Is she scared

There she goes
She packed her shoes
It's one of her lows and that's an excuse
To leave herself and get onboard a new dream
To jump off the shelf and into the stream.

Is she scared of seeing herself from above
Or is she scared of letting herself be loved?

Here she comes back home again
A home among homes
She tried in vain
To discover the colours her heart paints at night
But perhaps tomorrow
Tomorrow is another fight.

Don't unpack, my dear
You are not really here.