Fear Is a Liar
Fear is a liar.
Fear is an obstacle.
Fear is a challenge.
Fear comes from within.
We’re not scared of the dark,
Because monsters lurk in the closet,
Or under the bed.
We’re scared of the things that lie inside of our head.
We fear change. Failure. Rejection.
But I am not “we.”
So what do I fear?
I fear the unknown. Darkness. Risks.
I know no limits to my fears—they grow as I do.
The darkness inside never leaves;
I just suppress it until it has to draw another breath.
Passivity is the norm today.
We all want to be complaisant;
The less waves we cause, the better.
But the problem with that is,
Conforming to the system makes you another cog in the machine.
And that, I shall not stand for.
Like a thinker, I thought.
And like a philosopher, I pondered.
Until I had the courage to
Spread my wings and fly.
I closed my eyes and swung hard.
I took a deep breath and let the shot fly.
I thought to myself:
What’s more left to lose?
I’m not scared of the dark, no
I’m not afraid of the fall.
I’ll deal with the consequences, yes
Even if I have to run through a wall.
With perfect 10s across the board,
My life flipped around.
A new girlfriend, and all A’s,
Optimism had been found.
Mistakes are going to take place,
I learned that the hard way.
But once my fears left without a trace,
I began to love every day.
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