Safety Ventilation
Sometimes it's hard for me not to be anxious
Because when I worry I feel like I exist
Stress drained my heart now it's a drought
I have to face it, not sure I'll make it out
Messed around too much
Now everything is screwed up
Trying to bring myself up
Writing is something I can't get enough of
Downer beats is what I love
It lets me know what's up
But it's not good for me that what makes it tough
Clock's ticking and I'm stuck
If this is what I amount to, as long as it's over than it's enough
From my fears, I think people want to hurt me
I tell them, don't come near me unless you're here to kill me
And if it's not them I think the stress will seal my eternity
Can't leave because others will miss me
Thank you, it's the thing that's keeping
Me from staying in my bed and weeping
Copyright © Tony Starquavious | Year Posted 2024
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