I’m scared.

I’m scared of anything and everything.

Scared of loving.

Scared of not loving.

Scared of being happy,

Scared of being hurt.

I’m terrified of everything around me.

I’m scared of letting you down.

I’m scared I’m not enough,

Scared I’ll never be.

So I say all the wrong things,

Because I’m afraid of the right ones.

I wish I could be a little braver.

I wish I could say what I want.

There’s a version of me that knows what to say,

A version that has no fear.

I see her sometimes,

Glimpse her in the mirror.

I wish I wasn’t so afraid.

I’m watching everything slip away because I can’t bear to try,

Can’t bear to chase my dreams.

I know what I want,

And I know this isn’t how to get it.

I’m scared of being wrong,

Scared of making a fool of myself.

I’d rather sit behind my easy way out,

Dying inside,

Than let my facade slip

And let you see the real me.

Can you see the real me?

So to the girl in the mirror:

I’m sorry I’m letting you down.

I’m sorry I hide like this.

But I’m safe with my own disappointment,

Safe knowing I’m the only one who can hurt me.

“You miss all the shots you don’t take”

But if I don’t take those shots nobody else knows I missed.

I’m sorry I always miss.

I’m sorry I always let myself down.