I'm scared of the pressure
I'm scared of the trying,
I'm scared of the work
I'm scared of the lying.
I'm scared of the expectations
and the sighing,
the time consumption and no product
the heavy lifting and no tummy tucked.
But what i fear the most
is fear itself,
The fact that i could have been somebody
But instead i pretended
the ground was too muddy,
I'd wait for the sun
but by then my promising
runner had run.
My lazy beginning regretted the limited fun.