I'm scared of pain,
I'm scared of blood,
I'm scared of heights,
I'm scared of blades,

maybe that's why ending my life would be

mission impossible for me.

I'm scared of clowns,
I'm scared of spiders,
I'm scared of horrors,
I'm scared of dark rooms,

I guess that's why I seem to live up my days,

holding against all hardships, troubles, and fear in me,

leaving "the end" out of my bucket list,

for all of my cowardliness has saved me instead.