Lifes Traffic Lights
Lifes Traffic Lights
Red, yellow, green
Light controlled panic esteem
So it seems, so it seems
Stop, hurry up, go, go, go
Does the anxiety really show
I don't know, I don't know
Sitting and waiting at the red light
With myself I continually fight
Whats right, whats right
Don't go, move quickly the yellow indecision
Why am I always in this position
Quiet just listen, just listen
Move forward, tbe steady pace of green
Light controlled panic esteem
So it seems, so it seems
bmdavey@06/06/16
Copyright © Brian Davey | Year Posted 2016
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