FEAR

I guess we can call it fear
 
Fear of ourselves
 
Fear of others
 
Fear of our appearance
 
I guess we can call it fear
 
Fear to speak our mind
 
Fear of our actions
 
Fear of our secrets
 
I guess we can call it fear
 
Fear that runs through our veins, throughout the body 
 
But in reality fear of becoming someone we don’t recognize anymore.
This poem is about: 
Our world

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