[I SHALL ALWAYS FEAR]

I was never good enough it seems, Always judged and never understood, Even when the light within started to dim, I wonder which part of society did I stood. I hear and I fear, The words to me so simple yet hurtful, I tried my best to make myself seemed dear, Yet I was never enough to make you think I’m beautiful. I tried and I cried, Against a nonexistent shoulder, I’ve cried and I’ve died, Against the cold ground to me that felt warm. Atolophobia, No longer part of a physical form, Its spiritual started to develop a paranoia, And no longer shall I cry, as a fake smile on my face forever permanent.