AFRAID
I’m afraid the wind will steal my lips
I’m afraid someone will cut off my fingers
I’m afraid of long stacks of papers
Afraid of long hills or a person who kills
Please put me in a box and out of sight
Don’t let me go outside
I’m afraid someone will open my bathroom door
And see me naked
I’m afraid if they walk away
And leave me stranded
Please put me in a box and out of sight
Don’t let me go outside
I’m afraid I won’t finish my paintings
And when people laugh
I’m afraid when they smoke
And when I don’t want to finish my crafts
Please put me in a box and out of sight
Don’t let me go outside
I’m afraid my mother will drag me
And force me to move out
I’m afraid my father will stop
Writing poems and paints a cloud
Please put me in a box and out of sight
Don’t let me go outside
I’m afraid of that boy who’s always starring
I’m afraid of that huge ring she’s always wearing
I’m afraid to speak and no one is hearing
I’m afraid to stay quiet and not be happy
Don’t put me in a box put me in a train
And say goodbye,
Don’t put me in a box out me in a train
and say goodbye.
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