You would yell at me
I'd cringe
And wipe the blood
From my fringe
Afraid I was
Like a little dog
Always hiding
Always crying
You never wanted me
Just to love
Wouldent set me free
Like a dove
So still I sit here
And cry
Afarid until
The day I die! ! !
OMG you poem names are sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo original were do you get them from with your next poem can you use these tittles afraid 4 lyf afraid of being afraid too afraid to be afraid even more afraid then usual to fast to afraid i still know your afraid from last summer afraid and afraider indiana jone and the temple of afraid
very sad. no one should ever have to be afraid, especially throughout their whole life. great job though.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is a reall good poem