Our Friend, Yet Our Enemy
Fear
Perhaps our greatest friend,
He knows us all to well.
He knows when we fret, when we hesitate,
And he comes, as would a mother,
To take us away to feel safer.
Yet still, he overbears.
When we feel attraction, he tells us they can't see you,
When we lack companionship, he tells us we'll be a burden,
When we crave satisfaction, he tells us not to be selfish.
And in the end, I have to ask,
Whether he's such a good friend after all.
This poem is about:
Me