Wild Weed to Flower

An enigma of my imagination, or is it for real
 The "What if?" of life
 I swallowed its pill
 It pounces on my emotions, taking charge of my life Keeping me in check and causing much strife
 Dread is its partner
 Anxiety it's fa riend
 All shouting
 Calamity, Calamity, Come on in! 
I am afraid to go, Afraid to try Afraid to move, perhaps I'll die
 Afraid to see, afraid to grow Afraid to change, afraid to know.
 Afraid to love, afraid to cry Afraid of truth, so I'll just lie.