Scary By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
What's that creeping over my shoulder?
Have I got the courage to be what I wanna be?
I guess we'll have to wait and find out later.
There's not enough time to search for the answers now.
When the parking lot is empty you'll be able to hear me.
I'll stumble through the dark if I have to.
There's no light for me to see and that makes it scary.
Adventurous fear rolls off the hills of my tongue.
I can hear something creep in the distance.
I don't think I have the courage to be what I wanna be.
I guess we'll have to wait until a future date to find out.
There's not enough time to search for the answers now.
When the parking lot is empty you'll be able to hear me.
I'll stumble through the dark if I have to.
There's no light for me to see and that makes it scary.
Adventurous fear rolls off the hills of my tongue.
Heavy breathing up and down my spine.
There's footsteps crawling through the cracks in my mind.
I'm running out of courage to be what I was born to be.
Terrifying roars of thunder rip through the tunnels of myear drums.
When the parking lot is empty you'll be able to hear me.
I'll stumble through the dark if I have to.
There's no light for me to see and that makes it scary.
Adventurous fear rolls off the hills of my tongue.
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