always good at it
yet some words
are hidden deep down below
it’s dark
they are scared to climb up the long way
light is blinding
what if we are not truthful up there
what if we are not even real
what if it’s not the right time
what if we were pushed
what if
fear of the future
fear of not being right or wrong
we are always only what we fear
we are
what we let out.