Terrified.

I'm Terrified Of Sometimes To Be
Myself Of Whom I Am And Want To
Be.
Always Being Criticized Of Being
Me,
But Why Me?
I'm Just A Bud In The sand
Ready To Bloom,But Afraid Of
The Devilish Winds
Ready To Rip Me
And Kill Me.
I'm Terrified Sometimes Of
Feeling Alone
Where Are the Heroes?
Ready To Save Me From The
Fear Of being Myself And Being
Alone.





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