I want to exist just enough, not to worry.
No more running circles.
Can I just wander? its all I've ever wanted. I didn't ask for worry.
I didn't even pay for worry, so I can't return him. He's just there.
Worry makes me feel alive. A constant reminder, a harsh slap to the skin.
Sometimes I destroy worry, sometimes I can't.
Can I feel sunshine? just for ten minutes a day.
Am I encouraging worry?
Probably.
Ok, I'll stop.
Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 12:47 AM UTC
I want to exist just enough, not to worry.
No more running circles.
Can I just wander? its all I've ever wanted. I didn't ask for worry.
I didn't even pay for worry, so I can't return him. He's just there.
Worry makes me feel alive. A constant reminder, a harsh slap to the skin.
Sometimes I destroy worry, sometimes I can't.
Can I feel sunshine? just for ten minutes a day.
Am I encouraging worry?
Probably.
Ok, I'll stop.
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