Fear

It’s a strange thing fear, it strives you, yet makes you weak.
There’s no emotion quite like it.
Even love falls to its feet.

It’s a harsh thing fear, it can muddle your head.
It controls everything you say.
And all that’s ever been said.

It’s a beautiful thing fear, it leads to better things.
Like kissing a girl for the first time.
Even leaping to somewhere you’ve never been.