Sleep eludes me now
Fear and anxiety creep in
Like rats looking for the last scrap of food
Am I raising him right?
Will he be a good person?
When will I push him away?
How does she really feel?
Am I too needy for her?
When will I push her away?
Is love real?
Have I missed my shot?
Did I push it away?
Am I good enough?
Can I be the person I need to be?
When will I push them all away?
Am I too old?
Will I make it to 40?
Can I push destiny away?
They're all irrational
I know that
That doesn't make them less real
I try to push the feelings down
I try to lock them away
Deep inside me
They always find a way
They break out and creep back in
It's a never ending battle
Some days I win
Some days they beat me
I will never stop fighting
I will be victorious
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