When I was 7, I feared the dark 

The monsters under the bed and skeletons in the closet 

So I slept with a night light

 

When I was 14, I feared losing my sight 

The flowers I would never see and faces I would never meet

So I spent every possible moment under the sun

 

When I turned 21, I now fear silence 

The thoughts that would be given a voice and space to be heard 

So I now live with constant noise