The Anxiety Isn't the Hardest Part
The anxiety isn’t the hardest part
it’s the hiding it away
the shielding it from prying eyes
beyond the light of day
Out beyond the placid meadows
and fields of eternal peace
The anxiety lies in wait for me
timing its own release
The anxiety isn’t the hardest part
it’s the frantic waiting game
not knowing when the time will come
not knowing if it came
No, it’s not the anxiety that frightens me
nor is it the teeming dread
it’s the disembodied feeling
that’s coming from my head
