The Fear of The End
They say there's nothing to fear
While they go chug another beer
They say all you need is for your head to be clear
But I feel like I won't live next year
It's not that I don't trust my peers
It's just a feeling that can make you tear
I feel like the end is near
But it could just be the tip of the spear
It could be as far as a light-year
But still, it's presence makes you feel like it's here
This poem is about:
Me