I'm scared of the future. I'm scared of the present. I'm scared of the memories of the past.
I'm scared of crowds. I'm scared of people. I'm scared of being all alone.
I'm scared of making new friends. I'm scared of losing friends. I'm scared of not having any friends.
I'm scared of loud places. I'm scared of awkward silences. I'm scared of no sound at all.
I'm scared of bright lights. I'm scared of dim places. I'm scared of the darkness that surrounds me at the moment.
I'm scared of my boastful self. I'm scared of my overly humble self. I'm scared of being a show off.
I'm scared of my cheerful, bubbly personality. I'm scared of my sad, emotionless side. I'm scared of the darkness inside me.
I'm scared of who I am. I'm scared of what people think I am. I'm scared of what people expect me to be.
I'm scared of everything.

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Nat being Nat
Poezjaa collection of random stuff I want to vent arranged in a not-so-poetic kind of way writings here may not make much sense so I apologize in advance ~Nat