fears

i think that i'm scared. i think that we all know fear, but we all have our different definitions of fear itself. i'm scared. but is the idea of having a fear the thing holding me back? am i scared of being so overtaken and immersed in something so contrary to another's concerns and beliefs? are my opinions legible to anyone but me? am i nothing in other people's eyes? will their opinions on other people lead me to live a life of solitude? i want to stand against their eyes and breath. i want to breath in their air and let them know that i'm not illegible. i'm worth something, right? i don't think that it's fair to think against something that no one can control. the uncontrollable, the fear, the one we have in common, you and i. the public.