Fear. - July 24, 2010

I don't know all the answers

To the questions I'll never dare ask.

What I do question is my potential

Potentially dangerous, it gives me the possibility of failure.

It prevents me from trying to succeed;

Though it succeeds in failing me.

I'll never go far or achieve my dreams

Because once I fall, I wouldn't dream of getting back up.

I'm crippled, no longer capable of believing

Yet I believe I'm not worthy.

If only I could get over this

But I'm afraid

So I'm stuck in regret, in what could have been.