Fear

Should I be scarred that I might
not make it, should my mind
always be so fed up of things
that I can't change?
See, sometimes I ask myself if
I could survive the tribulation that
lies before me
But all I do is write down my feelings
on a piece of paper.
I ask myself, what good is that going to bring?
I've come this far and I'm not giving up, no matter what other people say,
I will keep on going
And next time the feeling of fear comes
I will do what I've always been doing,
write it down on a piece of paper.