Scrambling.
I climb an endless tower
I say tower, not a pit
For it promises joy to follow
But I feel anxious despair.
Do not worry for tomorrow
My Saviour will lead me through
Tis hard to get on top of things
And keep from being insane too.
Now this feels a little cheesy
But maybe I won't care
I'm tired of climbing this tower
This tower of despair.
Task after task I seem to have
Me, who relishes the empty times
Where stories distract me
From my fear of reality.
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