Confusion
I’m too young, I’m too old
I’m too thin, I’m too fat,
I’m too tall, I’m too small
Please base this on facts!.
This worrying mind
And it’s all mine,
Keep telling myself
It will all be fine.
I’m not sure it will?
I’m not sure it won’t?,
I’m not sure of anything
Do you agree? I don’t!!
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