We're all afraid of something,
All have our strange little fears,
They might even cause a panic attack,
Or force you to shed a few tears.
I'm gonna share a few of mine,
But there not your usual fright,
They're not like fears of the dark,
Or things that go bump in the night.
But clowns on the other hand,
Send me to my tomb,
They make me wanna slit my wrists,
Or choke on toxic fume.
Large bodies of water-that's right,
No summertime 'fun',
Cause to me thats like staring,
Down a fully loaded gun.
I'd rather be on death row,
Or worse-sit through math,
Than have a holly jolly mascot,
come and cross my path.
Talking in front of the class,
It dosent get much worse,
It's silent and it's akward,
Like the backseat of a hearse.
I'm afraid to die,
Cause when I've passed and when I'm gone,
I'm afraid my memory won't
Live and carry on.
These are some of my fears,
But please don't tell,
Cause then they'll see my soft side,
And not just my tough outer shell.
Lumber Jack
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/be-afraid-be-very-afraid/
