I'm scared of this world, honestly.
I'm scared of death and ways one can pass, I'm scared of love because if something happens, that heartache will leave yet another scar on my heart.
I'm scared of illnesses, mostly physical ones. I'm scared of my own mind, as sometimes it can get really mean and it scares me.
I'm scared of people, how people can be so cruel and so ill they would commit crimes for satisfaction, or to soothe the anger in their hearts that may have been fueled by an unbearable sadness.
This world is scary, but there are also pros of being here.
Love, family, good food, friends, going out, the smell in the air when a storm is going to arrive, the smell of spring or summer, the scent of autumn or snow.
There are some things in this world that give others peace.
A strange peace, but it puts whatever emotional or physical pain they're feeling to rest for a bit.
A temporary tranquility.
This world is scary, but everything has pros and cons.
We're human.