Anxiety

Anxiety begins to flourish it's so beautiful Teach me the meaning to appreciate life Nothing can separate truth from faith it's inexcusable Can't let go of the steaming hot knife - Listen to society brim to the top of my cerebral hatred Drowning, my brain contradicts it's own world I didn't choose this life and I know it's all now wasted You can get the front row seat to see it unfurled - Cough up the rest of the midnight flem My lungs are littered and spoiled Negative episodes sparkle my flesh stem Like the hearts that beat oil I am broiled - Beginning to lose control again as I drift away Imperfections draw close and reveal themselves You don't understand how far I've come astray Like the rest of the unlucky souls I'll be put on the dusty bookshelves

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