Fear Poem by Lisa French

Fear is a scary thought that we chose to ignore
What causes it we can't seem to be sure
How does fear get to us how does it start?
Why is it when we think we've over come it theres always another part?
Does fear ever go away does it ever leave us alone?
Or as soon as it's gone it comes rushing back and is once again shown
I'm sure we could live without it or at least try
But fear makes us who we are not knowing why
So what if we're scared of spiders or heights
Everyones scared of something otherwise we wouldn't be right