I fear
I fear
so terribly much
When I write I want to hide it
stop those mocking eyes
the thought of judgement
is terror
I'm not perfect
petrifying
I fear
without reason
rationale
or wit
because I don't like pain
I don't like
to do it on my own
to do it with help
I'm fickle
backwards
ludicris
mad
but all I have to do
is reach out my hand
and stop
fear.