This is about my anxiety ( I suffer from panic attacks and GAD and social anxiety ). More specifically it about my obsession with my past and possible..
oh, woei let it gocut it down just to watch it growif there's one thing i should knowits that nothing in this worldever stops though it gets real slow..
And iIn the great houseThat great mouthAm lostAnd howI ever march outMy broke feet walkWho knows?Once moreMy heart shone forthIt still beacons nowFrom..
I'm a monsterbuilt out of birdsyour body and heartare made out of wormsI pick apart youI fill you with colorlike a crayonheld in the hand of a childI ..