We live life each and every day
Wond’ring when we’ll come to say
I am not afraid

Spiders, clowns, nightmares
All seem so cruel, unfair,
Not to me

I fear not death
Nor the smell of my breath,
I fear people

Not thoughts or opinions
Or loss of dominion,
But unconsciousness

I fear misinterpretation
And the discrimination
Of my voice

Maybe odd maybe strange
And someday I may change,
But not today.


Call me different-weird
Your words are only smeared,
For I am me.

I am the me that screams
Past all of my dreams,
At my reflection

Nobody else hears it
‘cause I’m scared to admit,
They won’t realize.

I continue to block away
More and more, day after day
And it doesn't help

Growing vulnerable, weaker
Tying, retying my sneaker,
Living with fear another day.

-David Rombouts-