“How long is now?”

I worry on days I think I won’t make it; I worry on days I think I won’t be able to make, or create anything at all. I worry about tomorrow, I worry about things I’ve said in the past. I worry that at times I don’t understand people — I worry more about people not understanding me. I worry about things that are yet to come and people I have yet to meet. 

I worry on days I think I won’t make it; except I already did. 

I worry on days when things are not enough, I worry on days I’ve got more than I could grasp. 

I worry about the future, I worry about now. 

 

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