Special Throw-Back Sunday Poem: "Fear"

This is one I wrote for my 9th grade English class, I believe. It's actually kind of good, if I do say so myself. :)

Fear

Some fears are locked tightly
like a window in your body.
Others are lit up brightly
like a streetlamp inside the
dark cave of your mind.
Some fears allow your friends
to see straight through you
like a mirror into time.
Others are doors, opening up to
show the real you.
Some fears are like mist,
scary but not really there.
Others are so frightening, you
run from the mere thought of them.
Some fears are like moonlight,
mysterious but needed.
Others are a family picture,
framed and always a part of you.