I need to sleep
To rest my head
Where I feel safe
In my bed
Its real late
The world seems dead
But I can’t stop worrying
Its tomorrow I dread
Going to pauls mummys
To do family delights
Have a meal and natter
Withot any fights
Tomorrow it scares me
And i dont know why
Im scared to eat there
And live a lie
all because I care
What mummy thinks of me
I must go though
I really really must
Mustnt just say no
My fear is unjust
Chill out alters
Our weakness is hidden
Stay calm and relax
This panic is forbidden

But I’m scared…. help me

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