The fear of not knowing,
The fear of know growing,
The fear of not showing
How great of a person I can be.
It’s what multiplies me
And makes others see
What I am truly meant to be.
These deadlines hang over my head like bleeding soul,
Well maybe I can turn that fear into shining gold;
Fear is what makes a girl so bold!
I’ll spread my wings and fly
To fear, I’ll never say goodbye.
It’s the lows that may you feel so high!
It’s ironic that you’re my greatest driving force
When in reality all I ever is run, of course
I run from this well-masked Trojan horse.
Its name is fear.