I lie awake in bed tonight
And I'm scared.
Scared that I'll never become
What I want to be,
Scared that things will
Never
Get better,
Scared because life is
Not
A dream,
And I won't wake up and find
That it's not real.
In truth,
I'm scared because
I think too damn much.
Shut up,
Mind.
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