Feb 2015
Too much to do
But I'm not lazy
Too much to think
And I'm ever complaining.
Is it my fault I wander?
That these crickets in my head
Never lay down to rest
They just buzz and jump with laughter.
But I'm not lazy
Too much to think
And I'm ever complaining.
Is it my fault I wander?
That these crickets in my head
Never lay down to rest
They just buzz and jump with laughter.
The first in a series of distinct poems targeting anxiety, something that affects my life greatly. Hope many can relate.<3
