And I know

I’m anxious and I know
the cups of coffee
and tired bags under my eyes,
they show

I’m anxious and I know
these tired days
and sleepless nights,
they make me slow

I’m anxious and I know
the days are short
rain falls and wind,
they blow

I’m anxious and I know
tea would be a better choice
to give me back,
my flow

I’m anxious and I know
that time will pass
and once again,
my eyes will glow

I’m anxious and I know
that through everything
happening now,
we all grow