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