Anxiety
Faces,places,hopless cases
can't change the world, can't change my ways
stuck,lost,confused,amused
moving no where really fast
just another long day to put in my past
empty,torn,hollow,to hard to swollow
chew it up and spit it out
I'm tired of living in constant dought
directionless,misunderstood,suspicious
this is what makes me so vicios
look up,look down,look all around
I found peices of me on the ground
so strong,so wrong
very weak and insecure
this I do know for sure
look left,look right, hold on tight
time for another inner fight
Copyright © Marcie Keene | Year Posted 2009
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