I was never scared before
Or at least, not of the thunder
Scared of the real world?
Sure.
But never of thunder
The ability to never jump
To never change facial expression
Has lead nowhere
But the ability to live
That is an odd kind of fearlessness
The kind that can't be learned
Not through drills or tests
This kind
Is something more...from the heart
It's reckless
And beautiful
It's free
And...courageous
Something that I will never be
Because I...
am not scared of the thunder
I am scared...
To live
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Thoughts Of A Song
PoetryAt this point these are just my thoughts on any given day they don't make any sort of since so have fun
