Messages from Anxiety

i dont know how quite i think anymore

I don't know how quite I think anymore. I love him and I know that, but I see the blinds pulling back. I see what lies underneath your surface and I'm glad. I'm glad you get to be so open. But I don't have a dark side that hasn't been seen. I don't hide the fact that I have a drive because everyone makes it so I do. You on the other hand, could and did live your life in the shadows. Nobody even knew and that's how I bet you liked it. But now, your secret is in my soul, ravaging it. The lil embarrassing moments you have mixed with the sex drive. I see your desire to bend my legs past their limit to get the perfect position. I see you can't stop yourself, no matter how much you said that you were in control, and you'd never let yourself lose that control. Well you got the best of both worlds. You got to lose control, and you were able to make me happy. My life is a weird sense of telling you I'm gonna be disappointed and you say no matter what I won't, and yet I still do