Young Fears
Ever since I was young,
I was terrified of what's to come.
It has paralyzed me,
errodeously, and the worst is yet to be.
When my fears became a reality,
I was unprepared beyond all degree.
For it happened in a porta-potty.
The toilet paper was out,
At once I started to doubt.
Luckily, my brother saved me
Although invading my privacy.
When the roll appeared
My tears were cleared.
I faced my fear,
And evermore,
I shall implore, before I use the bathroom.
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