Fear

What an ugly thing

fueled in fate

covered in scars

coated in blackness

dripping in blood 

and tears.

 

To be afraid 

is the feel pain.

You can't be you.

WHY can't you be you?

WHY must they hate you?

WHY can't they all just stop?

Why must I life in FEAR?

What does it MEAN?

Let me be myself.

No more pain.

No fear.

 

No one wants to be afraid.

No one should be afraid.

So why are we all afraid?

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