A troubled mind

A troubled mind

In my mind I spend time

All the people and things I left behind

I’m the worrying kind

Solutions to my problems I try to find

Solutions to my problems I try to find

A girl or a woman o so kind

Won’t you say something in a soothing line

I’m the worrying kind

An emotional comfort even if not feeling fine

An emotional comfort even if not feeling fine

Solo I can make it don’t have to be resigned

The things I can control, in my head I grind

I’m the worrying kind

Pacing around the floor hoping for an epiphany prime

Pacing around the floor hoping for an epiphany prime

Thoughts divided, thoughts combined

It’s in a fragile state this mind of mine

I’m the worrying kind

Real worry no appetite no reason to dine

Real worry no appetite no reason to dine

And new worries come I can not be blind

To be at the top of this empire in my mind to which before I climbed

I’m the worrying kind

I’m the worrying kind

I’m the worrying kind