Fear
She doesn't care where you are coming from or going toShe doesn't care how old you are or how wise you've become
She doesn't look if you dress expensive or poorlyShe doesn't care if your hair is blonde or brown
She doesn't look at your successes in life or the ones you want to doShe is like the monster your thought it was under your bed at night
She can come and live your life if she wants or it can stayShe doesn't need no sort of permission
She only needs your mind to work withShe can drive you crazy
She can make you lose your patienceShe wants to see you tremble in the eyes of your worst enemy
...
But who said you can't control her
At the end of the end the day the one who owns the mind is you
Because fear only exists if you let it be
Because SHE... she targets the weakest of all
Don't let that be you.
She doesn't look if you dress expensive or poorlyShe doesn't care if your hair is blonde or brown
She doesn't look at your successes in life or the ones you want to doShe is like the monster your thought it was under your bed at night
She can come and live your life if she wants or it can stayShe doesn't need no sort of permission
She only needs your mind to work withShe can drive you crazy
She can make you lose your patienceShe wants to see you tremble in the eyes of your worst enemy
...
But who said you can't control her
At the end of the end the day the one who owns the mind is you
Because fear only exists if you let it be
Because SHE... she targets the weakest of all
Don't let that be you.
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