Fearless
Fearless is what they call me now
Confident and caring describe me today
How did I get here? Well I'll tell you how
For I certainly wasn't always this way.
Safe was the name I earned myself before
A rather selfish person always afraid of fear
When new challenges appeared at my door
I sent them away and said, "You're not welcome here."
But then I heard something to which I had to reply
A cry for help, a gentle plea
There were people in need less fortunate than I
So I went on a mission trip and became a new me.
There were buildings to clean and food to give
People to visit and love to share
I liked this new life I was begining to live
One where worrying for myself wasn't my only care.
Now I am fearless, I'll continue to say
Fearless, because of this lesson that I've learned
Fear comes from living selfishly day to day
And is only conquered when one's heart is turned.
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