Afraid.
Why do I relate so much to this word?
Why am I always afraid?
Why can't I stand up for myself?
Why can't I retaliate against the bullies?
Why can't I make friends?
Why am I afraid to tell my crush I like him?
Why am I afraid to lose my friends?
Why can't I tell my mother that I'm depressed?
Why am I afraid to remove my mask?
Why am I afraid to show people the real me?
Why does fear control every aspect of my life as if I am a pawn on a chess board waiting to be put into play?
Afraid.
That is what I am
