Though I look forward to my future, just know I’m scared to death.
After all is said and done, I won’t have a clue what to do next.
Will I struggle to find the answer?
Will I take an easy way out?
Or will I find the strength inside to carry on?
My greatest fear is amounting to nothing.
I fucking hate the fact that I feel no sense of security.
But more importantly, I hate the fact that I can’t confide in myself.
It feels like nothing good will stay, unless I stay the same.
I need to find a way to dissolve the uncertainty.
This is who I am, and this is who I’ll always be.
I refuse to be afraid, of something I don’t know to be true.
I need to pick myself back up, I need to find a way to keep all the worry from head.
Before it sends me to an early grave.
I refuse to let fear define me.