what i fear

i fear the unknown
cause I'm the ripped cloth that no one can figure out how to sow
who could love some one who isn't whole
this isn't how 15 should be
i feel like I'm in a hurricane and I'm the falling tree
would it even make a sound
would anyone wonder why i wasn't around
i hope someone would care
cry out in pain cause my life wasn't spared
but for now i keep my fears to myself
and remain the broken toy left on the shelf