Why is fear sometimes so bad ?
It doesn’t let me grow,
Sticks in the back of my mind & tears me apart.
Why is fear so cruel ?
It restricts my inner goods
For I tend to believe in ruins & grudges real.
Why is fear sometimes so awful?
It marks me crestfallen,
Trips over them and makes trusting none or a handful.
Fear, sometimes it’s so bad
I fear to fear things ,
And it keeps getting more hard.