Afraid, Scared, and Weak

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Afraid of who i am

Afraid of who i will be

Afraid of everything in front of me

Scared by the memories

Scared from all the lies that were told

Scared from everything that is bold

Weak from the abuse

Weak from all the pain that lingers deep inside of me

Weak from all the darkness, its the only thing i can see

Afraid of my future

Scared from my past

Weak from the pain

I learn to push myself

And head for the light.





2 thoughts on “Afraid, Scared, and Weak”

  1. It’s very pleasant and delightful in the end, but don’t be afraid, scared, and weak. I know we all feel that way a some point, but we have to conquer it :).

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