I fear

I fear

so terribly much

When I write I want to hide it

stop those mocking eyes

the thought of judgement

is terror

I'm not perfect

petrifying

I fear

without reason

rationale

or wit

because I don't like pain

I don't like 

to do it on my own

to do it with help

I'm fickle

backwards

ludicris

mad

but all I have to do

is reach out my hand

and stop

fear.