Terror in my eyes
people say they can see the terror in my eyes,
maybe its the fears of the future, you know how time flies,
it might be the inner child trying to speak out,
afraid of being silent , it wants to shout,
maybe its the million unanswered question in my head,
the paranoia ranting instead,
maybe its the demons of past calling,
or the fear of falling,
or maybe its what I've been through,
the old and the new,
maybe its the fear of tomorrow,
or the internal sorrow.
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