I’m not scared of the dark, past that I have grown;
Now I’m quite interested in exploring the unknown.
I’m not worried about making money before I’m dead and gone;
All I have to do is take initiative at my ambition’s dawn.
I do not fear the supernatural, or spirituality;
Truth be told, I should be worried about what’s becoming our reality.
Nuclear warfare and fallout do not really bother me;
That’s the price we have to pay for governmental fallacy.
But there are some things out there that really make me shake;
Like the thought of all my closest people turning out to be fake.
Or the idea of my sister leaving and running far away;
Because of something cruel and hurtful that I could possibly say.
Now don’t go and tell me these thoughts will all subside;
How the hell would you know? You’ve never thought of suicide.
No longer am I willing to let this sit upon the shelf;
At 18 years of age, my only fear is myself.