Unopened letter to the world - A poem
Feb 25, 2024
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