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Why I am so worried? Why do I feel so tense? Is ti just work pressure? Or is it something else? With my mind full of spaghetti thoughts No clear directions ahead of me I know not how to sort And nothing to make me happy. Sleepless nights have become so common I don't remember when I last slept. Unknown reasons what've made me morose Thoughout the nights they kept me awake. Thoughts 'bout my future Thoughts 'bout my family, too. My care for some special people, One ofo them is you. I achieved something last week Yet I felt so sad, My happiness I could never share Made me feel so sad. I want to talk to someone Someone who is close to my heart Someone who'dn't laugh at me This silence tears me apart. I want to open my heart to someone To someone when I am sad I see no one around Whoever 'round would think I'm mad. So I open my heart to this paper, Write those words with this pen Its never like talking to someone, But it sure reduces the pain. I feel worried 'bout my parents They are so far away I can do nothing for then Nothing to make them happy and gay. I know they'd
never complain
My career
is my other worry
I want to
switch my job
Last but
not the least are the thoughts of you
I know I
expected too much
Do you know
I care for you
You tend
to misunderstand me
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