I'm scared of knowing,
of the truth showing,
I'm scared
of what's to come.
I'm scared of learning,
my viewpoint turning,
I'm scared
of what's to come.
I'm scared of losing,
my peers now booing,
I'm scared
of what's to come.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryJust some rants by me. Maybe I'll publish my sucky old ones, maybe I won't. You'll never know.
