sometimes it feels like life is passing me by because i am too afraid to live. too afraid to take chances. too afraid to try anything new. too afraid of the people out there. too afraid of losing it. too afraid of failing. too afraid of succeeding as well. so afraid of being alone. so afraid of being with someone. so afraid of despair and so afraid of happiness too. i often wish i was someone else, someone stronger, more confident. but i haven't been able to become this other me in the past almost 30 years. so i guess it's probably time to bury that thought.