My Fears (and my recourse)

Being forgotten

Being remembered

Being the center of attention

 

Being alone

Being afraid

Being reminded of all the nothing I've made

of my life

But I won't lose to fear

I'll use my fear

To motivate

And I'll negate

Everything that I hate

Until I'm blue in the face

 

And do good

For the world

This poem is about: 
Me

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