Everybody does it.
I could never dream
Without wondering what someone else was dreaming.
I cannot speak
Without hesitating at another's thoughts.
You ask me what I'm afraid of.
Maybe it is
Bullies,
Offenders,
Liars.
Maybe I'm afraid I'm seen that way.
Maybe I'm afraid of what they say,
What they'll do,
What it will mean.
As to my fears escalating,
I'm more convinced
The world is a better place when I hide in my room.
Their opinions will change the world.
I don't want to be changed.
I don't want to be told
Or to be scoffed at.
I fear
Judgment.
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 1:52 PM UTC
Everybody does it.
I could never dream
Without wondering what someone else was dreaming.
I cannot speak
Without hesitating at another's thoughts.
You ask me what I'm afraid of.
Maybe it is
Bullies,
Offenders,
Liars.
Maybe I'm afraid I'm seen that way.
Maybe I'm afraid of what they say,
What they'll do,
What it will mean.
As to my fears escalating,
I'm more convinced
The world is a better place when I hide in my room.
Their opinions will change the world.
I don't want to be changed.
I don't want to be told
Or to be scoffed at.
I fear
Judgment.
