Afraid of the World

Yes, I am afraid of this world. The question of how to live here is disturbing me day by day. Whatever you do, someone is there to put the hot pan under your seat. Wherever you go, stones come straight up the face from nowhere. How to live? The deeper the thought goes the lesser the chances of keeping head straight. A world unknown and untold is opening up when steps are being advanced into life. A world of power. A world of dishonesty. Is this the place I should live in? Question marks remains..