Sitting on the grass,
millions of doubts around me,
thinking of the worst that will happen,
when the green no longer covers me,
forever in the trash
if I don't act and I fulfill it in a round.
If I don't chill out,
my heart will burst like an oven,
lie for an answer,
hide your cries and shelter your emotions,
as if your insides were going to explode.
Make a mistake,
and the worst will happen,
everything is broken,
trying to achieve something,
really believe you got an achievement,
fully with pain from overthinking.
You will never be happy,
if you don't get what makes you feel happiness,
and don't try to cover what's chappy,
take the feeling of fullness,
choosing between two options and a solution.
