"The sheer terror of fear"

You can't share your terror with the one who cares.

It's unfare they come in pares.

Through the years.

You lose your hairs.

Thinking of the one who shares.

Though there was pain.

You loved in vain.

So don't you cry out about the drought.

Your so far out without a doubt.

It's just the same you live in shame.

Sharing tears can only bring out fears.

Sharing fears can only do you harm.

It works like a charm.

So don't end up in the funny farm.

Don't play with today.

Or there'll be sorrow tomorrow.

You can only see what's free.

And that's not me.

So leave me be.

Please don't shout.

I can do without your pout.