It’s the little things

Posted on July 16, 2020 by

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I am alone

Yet I am not

I am lonely

Yet I am not

I am worried

Constantly worried

And I am tired of it all.

The pressures of living

Close in, in my brain

It’s not the big things

Those I cannot control

It’s the little things that bother me now.

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