Things change...

I'm scared of being silent;
might the Questions chirp around me.

I'm scared of being noisy;
might I break the silence not-to-be.

I'm scared of being sad;
might I miss to feel my friend's joy.

I'm scared of being joyful;
might I cheer more than I should.

I'm scared of being in love;
might she leaves by calling me crazy.

I'm scared of being in solitude;
might I miss the Juliet near me.

I'm scared of being in dreams;
'cuz they make my heart go stop!

But I can't be scared of things in reality;
'cuz I've felt they change, They will change.