Could

"hands are shaking, grinding my teeth
what the hell is wrong with me
feels like I can only be happy
if I overdo everything

running around in my head
losing sight of who I am
is this really happening
spread myself way too thin

I know I could stop
I just don't want to

tossing, turning, why can't I sleep
fear and worry are crushing me
winning in a race against me
might feel good, but it's not winning

running around lost again
panicking and throwing things
is this really happening
I'm walking on ice way too thin

I know I could stop
I'm just too scared to

what happens
if I disappear too

going crazy, grinding my teeth
what the hell is wrong with me
seems like I can only be happy
if I overdo everything".

(Richard Kodai: Could)

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