The confess
Years have gone really fast for me.
I did not blink once
And torn between different instances
Without children and marriage
Trust which fails
And in turn leads to confusing
Fear leads Anxiety
And anxiety is as near death experience
All cases for me every time it occurs
It takes must of me
Sometimes I run across people
Just to not be alone
Addressing this is my therapy
Maybe for your second ridiculous
We are living an unhealthy life
Man flees into the worst
What may seem to be the worst
Maybe even the weakest
But we all have some way better or worse
We are all afraid of what will happen then
So we live life through rush hour traffic
And then we wonder why the heart stops
We take away from the bone marrow and then what
Never sit down and talk without violence solves everything
Talking about silly and demeaning things
Nobody wants it here I know
One can feel that I had a good life
It is tiring to always have to stand in defense
Perhaps for both one’s own stupidity
But also plagued with all others
Is it easy to change from the start it could continue as
In the end it is where I am
Habits are known to not work at the end
Living life in the anxiety that I feel now
No children and no trust
Must build up until it stops one days
This is a tribute
My body is saying stop with the marginal
Maybe I can manage change
Or fall asleep with the