A peep within…

I fear to look inside,

For all I can find is a different me.

Looking back at the past,

I fear that present shall also not last.

“My world” so called a fool’s paradise,

Keeps me happy and away from reality,

It’s like a fairy land to me,

Where hatred, pain and games don’t exist,

All I fail to realize that it’s just a fool’s paradise.

Inside me I see various fears,

Dying to crawl outside and stand still before me,

I try and runaway to a place where they can’t reach,

But when I look back I see them follow,

I run, I run till I pant and give up on them,

They still want to catch hold of me,

And see me die underneath.

I fear to look inside

For all I can find is a different me.