Its been 9 months and you’re back like a newborn baby,
Paid 3500 to exorcise you out my body,
To find the right key to open the door for you.

Not that It matters now.

Welcome back, anxiety.
Didn’t Expect you back so soon
Should I start from how have you been
Oh, I see you’ve settled in.

So much to tell you
Just knock on my door if you’re free
Oh I see how you’ve started unpacking the essential needs
I see trauma, I see bleeding too.
I see insecurities and my old friend overthinking too.
Welcome back I guess

Like last time,
perhaps this is for the best.