I walk these halls
Frightened
Anyone could be in here
I wouldn't even know it
People could be watching me
I could be murdered
But nothing ever happens
I just scare myself
One day ill kill myself
One day the persistent anxiety will get to me and get to me good
I yearn for naïveté
I would be less afraid of Everything
When you're young
You know little
You're fearless
I want to be fearless
But nothing every happens, I'm always safe and sound
But I want something to happen, I want to experience everything
I yearn for naïveté
But also for wisdom
Mother says to never fear
Because God is with me
But really, the only thing to fear
Is my imagination
God can't protect me from myself
Night after night I imagine
Horrible, terrible things
My memory like an elephants
Replaying previous sights
The anxiety
I would never wish that upon anyone
The anxiety
Night after night
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