When life is going swimmingly
When all seems to be going well
I somehow can\'t accept it.
I am always waiting for the messenger
to bring me bad tidings
or something that throws a spanner in the works.
I just can\'t seem to accept and appreciate that things are generally good.
But then it morphs into this worry about worry,
being stressed about being stressed
Until I learnt, that one mustn\'t fear these evil tidings,
To do so is just bad news.