No questions less fear No lost no care Can't relate, nor share Be it here or there Seems the same all fair Why must it be unclear Fear it now fear it near Time will come, it shall declare The truth of the matter &where Fear should come in from there Give it to and take it as a pair Accumulated thoughts are rare To think lost won't breath your air Must be a fool upon your heir Wet drops of questions in a form of a tear Could this be you my dear fear Why? What? When? And? Where? Visible as a piece of sheer Forgot no super being lived here But open your eyes, and open your ear Listen to what the world is trying to tell you when it's telling you what you need to hear
Are you fearless? Or just fearful of the truth? The more questions I ask the more fear I instill in myself,but fear has also came from lost. If you have never lost you haven't really questioned.