The soul-less people don’t scare me,
neither does the threatening silence.
The darkness doesn’t scare me,
neither does inhuman violence.
What scares me is being under the spotlight,
with everyone on the look out for flaws.
With everyone staring at me ,shining bright,
one mistake and the world would come to a halt.
Empty places don’t scare me,
neither do thorns and thunder.
Being locked up doesn’t scare me,
neither does doubt and wonder.
What scares me is the judging crowd,
and being in breathlessly crowded places.
With everyone being so fussy and loud,
and petty arguments –pretty endless.
Broken people don’t scare me,
neither does being bruised and broken.
Swollen eyes don’t scare me,
neither does saying, “I am okay”.
What scares me is happiness,
And how some people can be so happy.
Never once decreasing their shine and brightness,
never thinking about things crazy and crappy.
Being plain doesn’t scare me,
neither does not having enough.
Being sad doesn’t scare me,
neither do people cold and tough.
What scares me is not being enough,
not being good enough for people I need.
Not being able to keep them happy and make them laugh,
hoping they'd stay but not being able to intercede.