Faced With My Fears
Sitting here faced with my fears
not know how to escape it.
Never knowing who I really am
faced with the fact of life.
It stairs me in my eyes.
This thing people calls fear
tears me down inside.
With out a soul knowing it
faced with the desicions of life.
Sitting here faced with my fears.
I begin to weep
I begin to cry out.
I begin to feel pain like no other
has ever felt before.
As I sit here faced with my fears.
I reach my hand out to you
for help and only to come and realize.
The only thing in front
of me is my own reflection.
I now have the fear of
helping myself to realize its time to let go.
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