fears

I always had one major fear
A fear of life it self.

A fear I would be punished
for the things I would do in the near furture.

A fear I would die
A slow and painful death
But some how enjoy it.

My biggest fear was that
My pen would run out of ink,
My pencil would be to small to use,
And my paper, well, I would just run out.

Now my fear is, I won't be able
to hold in my tear for no longer,
Then every one would know
I cry in class and lie
say naw I'm ok.

When really I'm the complete opposite.