Blood boils hot in my veins
Begging for a release of this pain
I see your face wearing a grin
Its about time I wiped it away
Fists up, sloppy right hook
But still I stand my ground
I'm not backing down
Not now or ever again

You shout and yell
try to make me afraid
But I stay standing still
silent and brave
Im winning this round today

I just don't fit to anything you see
I'm hopeless and careless to be
I stumble to fall, I struggle to lose
And for me, it seems I'm no use

Put me in a jar and it will break
Put me in a page and it will tear
Put me in a pond and it will dry
Put me in a tree and it will wither

I'm a disaster packed in a box
I'm the last piece that won't fit
And yet above I saw a shining Light
Whom which no one could match

And with this Light, I'm a perfect fit
Not of this world, but in His hands.

Anxiety
is a breath never released
suffocation of the lungs
and the whole of your mind
Anxiety
is a clock
that never stops ticking
with the constant click, from past to present
Time never ends
and oh darling
nor does anxiety.

To sleep and be okay is what I dream for
Longing no longer to wait out this storm
Merely content with the concept of existing
And let the world continue busy.

Yesterday I was clever
So I wanted change the world
Today I am wise
So I am changing myself