I'm afraid of so many things
the life I've lived and future awaiting
What if I am left alone and panicking
But because of my pride, I left you doubting?
Can I survive a day without your presence?
When I've barely learned not to feel your absences?
What if I chosed to conceal my vulnerabilities
For fear of bringing judgement to my capabilities
I wonder again, will I ever be satisfied?
How can I guarantee that I won't cry?
To all my loved ones who have ended
Their chapters and to the ones who
Make me stay despite the rain,
Maybe moving on is for the brave
But I patiently wait for the day
I could finally admit that
I've survived the fall.