Fear is a thing we all know.
Fear keeps us safe,
But sometimes it doesn't.
It can turn you to hate yourself.
And it keeps getting worse,
And you want it to stop
But it's to late.
The fear hunts you,
And doesn't stop.
The only way to stop it is;
To not fear what your afraid of.
It's hard,
But you gotta stay strong,
So the fear doesn't hunt you anymore.
Now that fear has turn into happiness,
And that happiness for me is that I'm gay.
And I'm proud of it.
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