~la laa la laa la laa~ I'm gonna attempt to compose a poem *ahem*

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.....that sad and pensive expression that you always see
is molded by my frequent slumps of unessisary anxiety
when I chant that pitiful, opressive mantra:"what will become of me?"
"what will become of me?"
is there another out there that feels as I do?
what if that "another" happened to be you?