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.