Everyday is different.
Everyday's a chore.
Everyday i think and think and think a little more.

My mind is always racing.
Thoughts terribly askew.
Mostly all i think about is me and you.

I criticise and try to fix and wonder, on and on.
I feel like im not what u want but ponder being wrong.
Debating if it's you or me or if it's all long gone.

I know for sure I love you. Of that, there is no doubt.
Will it work or wont it work. I guess we'll just find out.