fear

i'm scared.

who's going to hold me now?
who'll tell me it'll all be okay - that'll i'll be fine?

what am i supposed to say, or do?
what can i say, or do?

this isn't supposed to happen to me, not now. i'm not even 24. i haven't gotten my PhD yet. i haven't read enough philosophy yet. i haven't gone to South America yet. i haven't seen my sister get married yet. i haven't read the books i want to read yet. i haven't made enough friends yet.

i shouldn't be going through all this fear. it's not fair. i've had a shitty life, and now this.

but i'm still scared.

really scared.

wouldn't you?