January 31, 2011

The Irrational Fear of Everything

I am afraid of everything

Of tomatoes and potatoes

How they can’t make up their minds


Of how my town is going to shit

Thanks to gangs with their pants too big

That kill because they want to,

Because they can, because it’s fun


Of how much hair that one guy has

Of how little my dad has

How one day I might just lose all my hair

Even though I am a woman


Afraid of music that gives me headaches

Like Little Wayne, and Miley Cryrus

Of how people have forgotten of the classics

And how people no longer write songs

But music meant for pornos


Of that kid that won’t stop moving

The one that won’t listen

The one the parents let run free

The one that might end up dead


Afraid of speeding cars and car crashes

Of dying like Stella Blue

Of dying like my grandfather

Of driving a fucking car


Of everything that passes me

How he never looks at me

Of the guy that smells like shit

That I’m the one that smells like shit


I am afraid of falling in love

Of being heart broken

That this will make me die alone


Of that old guy with the roaming eyes

Who always sits next to me

When BART is empty


But I am not afraid of dying

I am not afraid of words

Of chocolate chip cookies, and indie music

Though I am afraid of not living

And only existing


In the end, I am also afraid of you,

But it’s okay

I have an irrational fear of everything

Even me

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