I used to cringe in the presence of Fear.
I used to back away and try to fight it with tears.
I used to cover it up with a smile on my face.
I used to feel bad for myself and want to leave the place.
But now I stand it the face of Fear,
And although it may hurt,
I just stand and I jeer.
Never again shall I even flinch at Fear's hand,
For, after years of fearing,
I can finally withstand.