Sitting in your room, feeling calm,
when all of sudden, in your mind starts a whole storm.
I'm so worried and my mind won't stop shouting,
I'm paralysed, straight away stuck, can't do anything.
It's hard to stay sane, when everything isn't.
Constantly feeling in a mental prison.
I worry, I worry, I worry, I worry.
Sometimes, I think I worry too much.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Oh, how badly I do crave your touch.
Sometimes, things are down and things are bad.
Only then I straight away jump to conclusions.
Sometimes, a couple of tears can be shed,
we shouldn't make illusions.
Life can get fucking overwhelming,
and really fucking loud.
But at the end of the day, you have my heart melting.
You'd choose me in a crowd.
I'm worried my happiness is fading.
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The Skyscraper of Feelings
PoetryHave you ever felt like wanting to disappear? Wanting to become a ghost, and not have to worry about anything that's going on in the world. Have you ever felt like wanting to scream into the void, hoping someone would just appear and hold you? Have...
