I have many fears.
Some have faded throughout the years,
But some fears still remain,
They remain to haunt me in my brain.
I fear being alone,
I would probably moan.
I fear losing a loved one,
And their life on Earth, done,
And me not being able to say goodbye,
I'd honestly cry.
I fear kidnappers,
And I fear being one of the handicappers.
I fear serial killers,
Well, honestly any killers.
I fear being wronged,
And I fear being wrong.
I honestly could go on and on,
But you would be here too long.
So here is where I will end my little song.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem