As I lay in bed tonight
I think about the wrongs
And what all I did right
Should I have shouted at mom
Fought with Dad, dropped that bomb.
Where is my life taking me !
The things I dreamt today
From that fear, can I ever be free !
I’m so short tempered, oh why
I fight I get jealous, and then I cry
And after a while, when I’ve calmed down
My hearts sinks and with sweaty palms
I start having attacks of qualms.
The guilt, the anxiety, the fear
It all weighs down on me
The feeling of unease of what if
My actions will force him to flee.
I’m qaulmsy, I’m clumsy,
At times I feel a lil numb-sy.
But all this is what life is
Just gotta skate, evading thin ices.