1. I wallow in agony;
for all all my frightful felonies.
my dreams became worrisome,
so as my nightmares have been quiet troublesome,
i have smoked anxiety like a stick of cigarette;
that have now become so cumbersome on me.
2. Everyday and night i wonder;
for a future I sit down to ponder,
fear has decided to put my purpose in life asunder,
oh! look I have seen my truest reflection,
could that be my sub-concious selection ?
3. Oh! mirror, mirror
I look so inferior
because fear has burnt;
my courage like a raging inferno,
when i look up at myself;
I feel I failed,
and my fate should be eternally jailed.
G