So it seems like the night terrors never really go away They just get replaced, Same trembling fear, just a new face. As a kid I used to spend hours awake, being scared.
I was scared of the dark, Used to turn the lights off and run fast To get under the sheets, so the dark couldn’t engulf me.
I was scared of the dogs, That their bite was worse than their bark, Crossed streets so they wouldn’t cross my path.
I was scared of being me, Behind alcohol I hid Downing shots and beers, so i could blame it on this.
I was scared I wouldn’t fit in, Would dominate every conversation So there wasn’t a part I couldn’t be in.
I was scared to admit that fear was a deep part of me, I thought if anyone knew they would think i’m weak.
And I’m still scared, but now fear has a different face I stare deep into it’s eyes and I don’t tremble in the same way.
I am scared that death will take me sooner than I think And rob me of the future I have built in my dreams.
I am scared I’ll lose my family, the anchor in my life And without them, well I would shortly join them in the sky.
I am scared of myself and the voices in my head If I do what they tell me, will I have anyone left?
I am scared of failure, are my dreams too big? What if I don’t get there and I gave everything I could give?