by steve1223adelaide, South Australia
Nov 2013 427 Views 2 comments
Anxious? Who?
I am the obsessive
And I am the compulsive
I sit on your shoulder
And hurl abuse
Everything you do
Over and over I question
Til you no longer
Believe in yourself
I will shake you and break you
Until you’re a gibbering wreck
Throw in a dash of paranoia
Finally my work is done
And I am the compulsive
I sit on your shoulder
And hurl abuse
Everything you do
Over and over I question
Til you no longer
Believe in yourself
I will shake you and break you
Until you’re a gibbering wreck
Throw in a dash of paranoia
Finally my work is done
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Posted: Nov 2013
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