Overnight,
it was as if the fear ran out
Like sand winding through a sieve.
A youth
That was suddenly to be felt,
a decade too late.
A world to observe,
Without palpitations and wet palms.
How to deal with a body whose norm is,
To be on high alert.
To think the worst first.
I was a girl,
who needed to understand that the world meant her no harm.