Fear
Staring at me with those big bulging eyes It has no permanent look But it changes, depending on how I change Fear I try to surpass it But it always catches up with me Not letting me move forward, But only making me give up Fear It makes me feel stupid It makes me feel ashamed of who I am I feel like the only one, Though it happens to everybody Fear But is it always bad? Do our fears represent our tough times? Are overcome by the right mind set and thoughts? Can it not help us from making stupid decisions That could otherwise cause harm? The beautiful, wretched, fear |
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*Shyan Koul is a 12 years old, 6th Grade student from Andover, Massachusetts, U.S.A. His interests are story reading, music and travel. | |
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