Fear of the Unknown

I walk, selecting my footsteps, watching here and there, trying every minute, to identify that shadow lurking at that corner. I walk, choosing my footsteps carefully for I fear that danger is around, waiting patiently to devour me. That is the fear of the unknown. I think with a frightened face, what awaits me at home, for I really smell danger. That I say is the fear of the unknown. What if I was sidelined, what if I was rejected, I say what if am being juxtaposed. That I say is the fear of the unknown. What if I fail, what if I stumble, I say what if I crumble. Verily I say unto you that is the fear of the unknown