Fear Of The Unknown? Perhaps.

The young mind does fear what it can’t understand,

That much is hard to deny.

And we grown-ups still live in anxiety-land

When we focus on more than “get by.”

Even if not, our thought-addled minds strife;

To the fear of banal,

Or the loss of a pal;

To the terror of day-to-day life.

And after we’ve calmed;

Rolled our eyes and face-palmed;

Sucked our bottom lip up from it’s pout;

We think we’ve fine’ly got it all figured out.

Think we know; Done our hard-growin’ years.

But the truth can be worse than it outward appears.

What if we hide it too well?

Still, no reason (but is there?) to dwell.

After all, the worst fears are of fears.

...right?