Anxiety

IMG_2592.JPGSomeday you have to realize,

Baby ain’t got nothing but the same old lies.

I’ve got the questions in my mind.

Asking you straight up,

getting the same lines.

Every day im running ’round the block,

Counting the minutes on every wall clock.

Stop watch,

Stop time,

Bring you back to me.

Travel the world,

We still have so much to see.

Our little girl, yes she worships you.

Baby please come home.

Make our dreams come true.

You’re like the rubber to my glue,

Everything you do,

I worship you too.

My apologies for my anxiety.

Questioning our love,

Baby don’t you see?

There’s nothing wrong with you

Anxiety took control of me.

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Anxiety

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