Worries (by Amiah Hanson)
Wishes, dreams, choices
Of which life is made
Wondering up at the sky
At least I’m not alone
Carefree doesn’t exist
Worries come back
Always an object of thought
Sometimes they’re hidden
But if you search they are there.
Dreams are there too.
If you bring them up they’ll lift you on wings,
Don’t let the worries come!
You are on earth again.