1993
My Obsessive Compulsive Game
It's always the same
an endless game
of obsessions, compulsions and pain
I know I am sane
For I'd stop this game ...if only,.. if only I could
Instead I suffer
day after day
Continuously washing my life away
over absurd worries and fear
And when i look in the mirror
I am discouraged and hear
more "what ifs" whispering my name
For I try not to hear but
am instantly filled with the fear
And I feel the pain so strongly
and it screams I've done wrongly
It eats away at my life
like a sharp, shiny knife
For one day, can i leave behind this mind full of sorrow?
so that finally I'd look forward to a tomorrow?
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