I Fear

I wish I could just let loose.
And let the world know that I'm tired
Of holding back for show.
I want to be myself.
I don't want to be a blank slate.
So I guess I will leave it up to fate
Just cause inside I know I'm great
But at the rate this fear and hate builds up,
Inside of me I can see that,
I'm further away than I wanted to be.
I'm tired of fearing fear itself.
The concept of worrying about all of this stress
Is a threat to my health.
I fear that life will pass me by.
I fear about how long I can go on,
Without the urge to quit, give up, and cry.
I fear inside that my mind is dying or,
At least will die if I quit trying.
I fear that this consistent hate will,
Begin to take it's toll and take full control.
Wishing I could just let loose and let myself flow.