I can’t shake this feeling
I can’t shake this feeling.
Feeling like a box that needs to be filled up, and the items that fill my empty space
Only here for a minute, gone the next.
My fears are ambidextrous, they use both hands to unsettle me,
And rid me of the content I taste.
My anxiety makes me think that my favorite things
Aren’t even satisfactory and brings
That hollowness back in again
So I can’t shake this fucking feeling
But someday
I’ll win.














