Sunday, 15 September 2013

Fear

I can't help what I see,
I can't help what I hear,
It's not my fault that I believe,
I believe in fear.

It creeps up behind you,
When you least expect it,
Is it all in your mind,
Or is it real?

It jumps out at you,
When it's all gone quiet,
Fear of being in crowds,
You realise way too soon,
But by then it is too late,
Somebody decides to start a riot.

You can't run away from it,
It will pull you from the light,
And drags you into darkness,
It's something you have to fight,
But can't fight it alone.

A fear of being unwanted,
You feel like nobody cares,
Like you're left in a cold dark room,
Thrown in there and left to die,
The fear of being forgotten.

Nobody understands you,
But you find it difficult to explain,
To broadcast your fears to the whole world,
Just to get help that you'll never get.

There can be a cause of it,
It can be irrational,
Do you know if it's real,
Or is it a lie?

Are you scared of something,
Or scared of someone,
Maybe you're scared of yourself?

As a little child,
I used to look under my bed,
Looked in my wardrobe,
And layed there in bed,
With the pillow under my head,
And closed my eyes tightly shut.

Everybody has a fear,
They're scared of something,
I know alot of things and people,
Who are scared of weakness.

You can't run away from it,
You cannot hide from it,
You must fight it,
To survive it.

You can't tell me,
That you have no fears,
Because even the strongest person on earth,
Has a fear of something.

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