Dreadfully Scared

May 3, 2018

I'm dreadfully scared.

I don't know why,

Everything seems to be falling from the sky,

My pride,

My home,

My family,

All tumbling down.

I try not to frown because I already know it's up to me and my abilities,

Using them in this society.

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