and i thought the monsters in the closet was reason enough.

i think i'm scared more than anything.
scared of failing or scared of loosing everything. i'm scared of good days that end up going wrong. i'm scared of not being good enough for someone. i'm scared of the hurt at the end. i'm scared of people taking a judgement on me. i'm scared of finding things out. i'm scared of not having someone when i will need them most. i'm scared of thinking too much of myself, when i feel like i'm nothing at all. i'm scared to try everything that i dream.

but ultimately, at times i'm just scared of life and of ending up wasting my life being scared.
and that more than anything, scares me the most.

i really shouldn't be.