My mind knows how to take a bad situation
To only make it even worse
You call it thinking but it just feels like a curse
My thoughts are a mile a minute, picking up speed
It's a wild mental ride in the middle of the night,
What else do I need?
I'm just a worrier without the strength of a warrior
When things can go wrong and things can go bad,
It takes away any of the strength that I had
I can pick up my shield, I can pick up my sword
But I'll only feel strong with my pen and my words
What would my friends think, what would my dad say?
I tried my best, but does that make it okay?
My hands are shaking and my thoughts are loud
We're still stuck here, but I want to go now
You tell me to wait, but all the air has left the room
Social anxiety, so excuse me please, I need to leave
I'm just a worrier without the strength of a warrior
When things can go wrong and things can go bad,
It takes away any of the strength that I had
I can pick up my shield, I can pick up my sword
But I'll only feel strong with my pen and my words
I'm surrounded and I'm corned
In my mind there's never any order
You're not here, you're not here
When my thoughts get so severe
But you say you'll always be there
But you're busy, so it's not fair
I never wanted you to see, my anxiety
How dare you look right through me?
And just know that, I'm so overstimulated,
That I could fall right now
That I could fall right down
I'm just a worrier without the strength of a warrior
When things can go wrong and things can go bad,
It takes away any of the strength that I had
I can pick up my shield, I can pick up my sword
But I'll only feel strong with my pen and my words
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Songs I Wrote
PoetryHere are some songs I wrote. The ones that end in (Old Song) are ones I wrote when I was 14. They're not all that good, but I thought it'd be cool to have my old songs here alongside my new ones. I think it shows how much I've changed and improved...
