Me and My Potential

The world is devouring my soul
Shouldn't I be enjoying it?
It means people out there care enough to find means to ruin me.
But why do we fear that which we don't understand?
That fear causes us to do awful things-- hide, run, hate, lie, destroy, love.
Do you fear me and my potential?
Sometimes I do and it makes me wants to hide from myself so I run from myself and it causes me to hate myself so I lie to myself until I want to destroy myself...
But when that fear has me trapped in a corner with the world biting at the bit,
I have no choice but to love myself until my potential can be understood by someone else.
He will love me FOR me so I don't have to love myself all alone.
The world is out for me, my potential, my smile, and my soul but silly of it to think it can win.
It's gotten old and run-down after millennium of abuse while I've only just begun to suffer.
These troubles won't last for me, world, but I invite you to continue devouring my soul;
it might be your saving grace.