Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Your fears.

If Fear took the SATs, it would get a perfect score because it always knows the right answers.
But we have to stay focused.
And ignore the things it whispers.

So make your siren's call
And sing all you want-
I will not hear what you have to say.

Because I need freedom now,
And I need to know how
To live my life as it's meant to be.

-Mumford & Sons, "The Cave"




Mikeel said...

I am reminded of two poems by Shel Silverstein, Fear, and What If.


Barnabus Browning
Was scared of drowning,
So he never would swim
Or get into a boat
Or take a bath
Or cross a moat.
He just sat day and night
With his door locked tight
And the windows nailed down,
Shaking with fear
That a wave might appear,
And cried so many tears
That they filled up the room
And he drowned.


Last night, while I lay thinking here,
some Whatifs crawled inside my ear
and pranced and partied all night long
and sang their same old Whatif song:
Whatif I'm dumb in school?
Whatif they've closed the swimming pool?
Whatif I get beat up?
Whatif there's poison in my cup?
Whatif I start to cry?
Whatif I get sick and die?
Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest?
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don't grow talle?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the fish won't bite?
Whatif the wind tears up my kite?
Whatif they start a war?
Whatif my parents get divorced?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don't grow in straight?
Whatif I tear my pants?
Whatif I never learn to dance?
Everything seems well, and then
the nighttime Whatifs strike again!

MeLissa said...

Ha! Those are wonderful, very funny and pretty true. I'm a little bit of a Barnabus Browning right now myself!

I need to get my act together!