Angst Ridden
ANGST RIDDEN
Sometimes I feel there are too many people inside me:
A cool guy telling me not to go to work;
And some older woman warning me
That workshy people are heading for poverty;
And that serious dude always spoiling my fun
With dire statements about health or safety;
And who invited that woman with the hair in tight bun?
She’s always trying to put my life in perspective,
And showing how there are all these poor people,
Losers who could do with a handout from my hard-earned cash.
Sometimes I dunno if I’m coming or going
With all these people inside me.
One fella tells me I am pretty clever dude,
He always has a side-kick called “Yeah But” -
Who’s always finding fault with my efforts.
Can’t really tell who is right and wrong
And in the end I wonder who I really am.
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Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2011
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