43) lost for words

I over-analyse that's one habit I can't shake. Every word you say I scrutinise. But I know it's not about me. At least I don't think it is. I haven't had much to think about these holidays. Because nothing has happened besides work. So when my mind decides to wonder. You can bet where the first thing it goes to. You.

Would life have been easier if I had never bothered. Maybe. But that's not me. I can't sit by so idle and not act. When it comes to the people around me. I want them to be happy. Right now. I don't know what to say. What should I do to make things right. I don't want to say something wrong and hurt you. For this to be blown out of proportion. I don't even know what I'm on about anymore. I'm so confused. Maybe i'm just imaging all this tension. Maybe my boredom has turned me to insanity and i'm making all this up in my head. Someone wake me up from this nightmare. This nightmare that I created. This nightmare that I created.This nightmare that I created.This nightmare that I created.This nightmare that I created.