bears

wow. i'm scared.

why are you scared? you may ask.

i'm scared of bears.

bears? really?

No not really, but they can run fast. fast rythmes with last. did i mention i'm scared of failing?

failing? You may ask.

yes failing. being behind while everyone else is ahead. ahead rythmes with bed.

why does that matter?

it doesn't except for the fact that beds are where you sleep and i can't.

i also can't breathe sometimes.

you can't breathe sometimes? you may ask.

right. i just said that. now back to bears.

what about them?

sometimes to stay alive you have to play dead. sometimes i feel like i am always playing dead except i am alive and i'm tired of playing. sometimes it feels like the bear has caught me.

wait, the bear is real? you may ask.

no, of course the bear isn't real, but you know what is?

what?

doubt. fear. sadness. darkness. loneliness, cryingm shame, hate, ridicule, evilness...

ok you can stop now. i think i get the picture.

oh wow really? i may ask. would you mind explaining it to me then?