The fears that won't shut up.
The paranoia that keeps haunting me.
How to let go?
How to set free?
The struggle is real.
I keep on fighting.
I keep on seeking.
My soul will soon find peace.
In time, in time.
Uncared, unloved, unworthy.
It is wrong to feel this way.
To suppress them or to let him see.
In time, in time.
I know this feeling would fade away.
