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I worry a lot,
And I know I need to stop,
But I can't just leave anxiety,
It's a human instinct inside of me.

I worry for your safety,
I worry for mine,
It's a cold world out there,
Without enough fire to keep us all warm.

So if you're struggling,
Please confide in me,
I worry so much for you,
For your happiness.
You cherish the things you love, it's why we become obsessed.
Don't let the little things get to your head,
Because if you do, your love will lay dead.
It's complicated
There are over 7,000 known ways,
To say 'I love you' on this earth.
So there is no excuse to not tell the one you love,
That you love them,
And maybe they will say the same,
I know mine did.
7,000
Khadi Alza Mar 18
Dazzling eyes tells a million stories.
A beautiful wide smile hides her worries.
Standing in the ball,
Feeling ever so small.

Eyes drift to the prince,
And for a second, she was convinced,
That behind that kind, charming demeanour,
Lies something like her: a dreamer.
An ode to one of my earlier poems, 'The Prince'
Khadi Alza Mar 17
You’ve changed a lot they say.
So different from before.
Older and more mature,
More responsible than before.
Wiser, kinder,
More considerate and taller.
So, so different they say.

They've changed too.
Still the same but not.
Happier still,
But with tight smiles,
Hiding something—What?
I do not know...

So, so different,
Then the eight-year-old you knew.
We're different now Sir,
Different now Ms.
We've changed.
For the good or bad...
Who knows?

All I know is that...
A lot changed us.
New experiences,
New people.
Of course, we changed.
But was it that obvious?
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