Fear

Fear of failure

Of not doing enough

Fear of pushing ourselves too much

Until we wither

Fear of loss

Of too much of happiness

Of envy, of bother

Fear of losing our purpose 

Our life, our way

Fear of song

For someone might think it's noise

Fear of saying, for who may hear us

And who won't

Fear of uncertainty

Of prejudice

Of hate and even of love

Oh! What has this world come to?

For we fear our own laughter

Our happiness

That this may pass too soon

Or the moment will miss us

Fear of what we believe in

For we don't know who might disapprove

And self-doubt creeps in

Through those crevices of our broken hopes

And desires

And dreams

Of words we never spoke

For we feared our own voices

Like those in our heads

Fear that some day we won't be independent

From whom?

Our rules, our peoples, our rituals, us?

How much fear can we live by or live with?

How much more will we deny?

For the fear of losing face?

We feed our bodies

We feed our minds

We buy our peace

Like we buy time

For you live only once, right?

- Eisha