It's just a minor turbulence, I am sure it all will fade away,
But in the meanwhile dear - I am eating my own brain.
Those minor worries slash the little self-esteem there is left,
The only question left is - What's next?
And bang, I am back to where it started, my worries do not seem to lessen. This though, it keeps me restless - Is giving up - a courtesy of chosen?