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Doubting

With more than a hint of anxiety I doubt all around me Seeing demons in every shadow I worry constantly No rest for my mind No peace for my conscience Every breeze that blows Is an omen of impending doom I feel so marooned Far away from tranquillity I need someone to rescue me I question all I analyse minutely Nothing satisfies me I am always frazzled The strain of fear weakens me I feel unable to be happy I wonder about what ifs And throw constant strops and tiffs I didn’t realise life was going to be like this

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