
Anxiety of a posy
I spent my years of sanity
On thought to be usefull things,
But now I find myself up to my neck in anxiety
So I follow every dream thats chased
With a debt filled curl around my waist
For mistakes of a flower are the only words i know
And I plow hated thoughts into the garden of my soul
My brain is a mesh of colors and thoughts
That flew from the petals torn apart,
And I can never decide if I like it that way or not
The flowers quiver
With the anxeity
Thats shrewdly delivered
And as if the path is narrow
I’ve learned to walk tight straight
But my arms reach amongst the outer edges
To grasp the blosoms touched by none
And in this moment i realize the hard has already begun.