Returning to my fears -
The only things that are truly mine.
I hold onto them, they hold onto me.
Fears can save or break you.
I can not lie to you,
I am scared,
Scared of the future, scared of them, scared of me,
But still, I have grown.
Fears are not only children's possessions,
They grow in everyone,
But most are just afraid,
To let it be known.