Scared
I was never scared of dying
No I was scared of living
I was never scared until I made the promise to stay
The promise wraps around me every time I try to go away
The smiles and the laughs
Everything happens so fast
These steps feel like I’m walking on glass
I close my eyes and count to three,
but these feelings will always be
Because I was never scared of dying
I’m scared of living
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Debbie Prim
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