When someone asks what you're afraid of,
most would say death but,
quite frankly death does not bother me whenever I think about it.
What does bother me,
is what comes after,
is everything completely black?
do I get a flying throne up in the clouds?
or do I burn in fire because I took a boys crayon in the 4th grade?
Since I don't know the answer,
since no one does,
I don't want to waste time,
I want to live,
I want to be free,
I feel claustrophobic,
like there's so much out there,
like there's not enough time,
In fact I feel like I'm wasting time right now.
I could be our doing things but instead I'm typing away my life.
So I guess that's what you could say I'm afraid of,
time.