Fear
Dear Fear,
You're like a wet sack
that im carrying on my back
it just weighs me down
always making me frown
makes me wanna crack
making life so hard
going to a mile from a yard
cant take a risk
opportunity is brisk
cant i just go live in a shack?
i hate fear alot
wish it would disappear now
will it go away
Jahed Azizi
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