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my little worrier
You worry about me,
I can't say I blame you,
I'm not okay,
Say that I was I could never do.
You say you don't get me,
Honestly no one does,
Most people only see the outside,
Never looking past the fuzz.
The fuzz,
That's what I call my wall,
If you pile it up,
You cant see through it at all.
It is still soft however,
So that no one can see,
How I really feel inside,
What's truely bothering me.
I know you can see,
My happiness is an act,
I can see it in your eyes,
That's a fact.
You are one who,
Sees through my barrier,
What you see scares you,
You are my little worrier.
I can't say I blame you,
I'm not okay,
Say that I was I could never do.
You say you don't get me,
Honestly no one does,
Most people only see the outside,
Never looking past the fuzz.
The fuzz,
That's what I call my wall,
If you pile it up,
You cant see through it at all.
It is still soft however,
So that no one can see,
How I really feel inside,
What's truely bothering me.
I know you can see,
My happiness is an act,
I can see it in your eyes,
That's a fact.
You are one who,
Sees through my barrier,
What you see scares you,
You are my little worrier.
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