Growing Pains

I’ve been tripping over these roots of mine

They’re coming up because the ground is dry

I think I planted here just hoping to survive

And now I’m bent over backwards trying to find the light

And it’s a hell of time when life ain’t making sense

And suddenly anxiety is your new best friend

Cuz I’d almost rather sit and question it

Then to go and find out what the answer is

And I’ve been letting in doubts that I never should

And then freaking out when I don’t feel so good

But they never leave as easy as they come