The Constant Worry
It eats me up inside
Makes me have all these questions
Makes me wonder about myself
Where will I go, what will I do, where will I end up
What if things don't workout
Have I done enough
It gnaws at me
Piling blister upon blister, will it ever stop
It is a heavy burden, drowning my hopes
Will it cease to exist
Will someone not tell me it will all be ok
Some reassurance in this wonder please
Oh the constant worry
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