You can judge me and make fun of me all you want

But that will not stop me from my fear of love

Most people want love and admiration

You don’t want it when you fear it though

Not every fear is physical, they can be mental too

Why would I fear what most people want?

Why am I running away from my happiness?

It’s not my happiness, it makes me uncomfortable

It makes me feel like I am growing up too fast

Has anyone thought about how I feel?

Maybe I’m not ready to grow up yet

Maybe I don’t want all of that attention yet

Maybe I want to be alone and independent

Maybe I am happy the way I am