The Worrier

I am a worrier. I worry about things that matter. I worry about some that don't. I worry about things that happen. I worry about some that won't. 

I worry when times are good. I worry when times are not. And I worry if I'm not worried there is something I forgot.

I tell myself don't worry. It does no good I know. But I can't help but worry. It's like telling stop to go.

We are who we are. For better or for worse. In some, this is a blessing. For me, it is a curse.

I worry that you’re right. I worry if I’m wrong. I worry that I worry about this really far too long.

I worry that you'll read this. I worry that you won't. I worry if you'll like this. I worry that you don't.

I worry when its raining if the sun will shine. I worry when its sunny the cloud's not far behind.

Please forgive my rambling. You've better things to do. Than waste your time on silly rhymes. That worries me anew.

I'll leave you now to your day. And I will tend to mine. I worry how you'll think of me. Or worse, without me you'll be fine.