POEM NO. 2

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TITLE: FEAR

       A/N: I made this poem during my immersion time in senior high. Around the end of 2018. I think I made this because of boredom.

Sitting at the corner of the room
Eyes are open
Lips were shut
Hands are trembling
Suddenly my mind went blank

Seeing others being what they wanted
Makes me wanted to ask myself ''why am I like this''?
Being surrounded by darkness
For me my whole life is a mess

I am like a child who is afraid
Afraid to be hurt by someone else
There's a lot of things in my mind
That I can only keep but not express

I wanted to say the things I wanted
But I'm afraid to be judge by others
I wanted to do & have things I wanted
But I don't know how to fight for it

I can't be whom I wanted to be
Because this fear inside of me
Is like a sharp dagger
That will soon will be the death of me

-L. O. F

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