nervousA Poem by Scooby
Nervous by Nick Workman .. .. Achieving goals Means taking a chance. Filling the holes Means giving another glance. Each chance, though Seems to leave me stressin'. Everywhere I go Seems to just be another lesson. My sickness Is karma catching up. But you’ll witness I’m not giving up. Soon we’ll be square And I’ll fall in love again. And all I bear Will let me begin Something perfect With the one who’s worth it. And that, angel, is why I’m nervous. © 2009 Scooby |
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Added on September 19, 2009 Author
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