I’m often scared

I’m often scared Of what might happen or what is to come As a child I thought, Adults are never supposed to be scared I don’t feel like an adult anyway Even if I’m turning 22 in 13 more days I’m scared, of being an adult And all the responsibilities to come All the uncertainty and unshakable change I don’t even know why I’m afraid I write a lot since recently Maybe I’m scared too much To start again or fall behind? I’m not sure what to decide Demons are real now Alive in very human form I can see them, hear them But do I have to be afraid of them? All we can do is our best twin Regardless of what we know or don’t know For all the gods that I don’t believe in, Dear universe, help me find life again