Anxiety Grasps Our Perspective Testo

Testo Anxiety Grasps Our Perspective

The rain stops...
But my heart still misses the sun that shined somewhere else
Maybe the sun never shined after all
Maybe I kept it out of my world
Because it wasn't what I expected
Or just the light cleared up the pictures of the past...
Pictures of old fears and sadness
that created a world of bitterness inside the mind
of an unprotected child
That kept him out of his friends and family
with only emotion the anxiety of what is to become tomorrow