It's hard not to notice what's going on,
especially when I see it first hand.
It's hard not to fear that you will be gone,
that after a year we will just disband.
I am a worrier, its what I do,
Even though I know that things are still good.
My brain will take the fear and follow through,
Playing out the fantasy, the "what could".
It is clear to me that there is no threat,
obviously this is all in my head.
I know I just need to breathe and not fret,
to just clear my mind when I lay in bed.
It will all be okay, it will work out,
there is no need to carry all this doubt.