I am scared,
That one day I will go to bed,
Then I will not wake up,
I am scared,
That you might have an accident while travelling,
I am scared,
That you might leave me one day,
That you might find another man more handsome,
I am scared,
That the world will judge me harshly if I fail,
I am scared,
That I may be rejected if don’t make it in life,
I am scared,
That all am working for – job, papers and money,
One day I will leave it behind for reckless people.
I work hard day by day,
In order to save and invest for my future,
But still I am scared about the hands that will be my heirs,
Will they value my struggling hands,
Or will they destroy and handle what I made careless?
I am scared of love issues,
Though I cajole myself to trust,
And believe in love as they say it’s a beautiful thing,
I am scared what if I fail in life,
This “money is all” life,
Will they respect me?
Will I be accepted in this society?
I am scared of tomorrow.
FLowingInk
@OtipiThePoet
@yourpenship
