Unopened letter to the world - A poem

I always asked myself what I feared the most

I think I know it now

It is creating my own purpose

Fear itself holds me

To wander in this life as someone I am not supposed to be

Becoming non-existent to myself

Blaming the world for being withheld

Living life as a totally different person

On and on as this creeping fear worsens

I pray eventually I can be me

Not the person I’m expected by the world to be