This word vomit was something I scribbled down when I was going through a rough patch in my second year.
I worry about change.
I worry about money.
I worry about life.
I worry about death.
I worry about my health.
I worry about the future.
I worry about the past.
I worry about losing.
I worry about failure.
I worry about looking stupid.
I worry about awkward silences.
I worry about not fitting in.
I worry about keeping everything hidden.
I worry about hurting people.
I worry I’m not doing the right thing.
I worry what people think.
I worry I talk shit.
I worry that everyone looks the same.
I worry why it doesn't feel right.
I worry about being lost.
I worry about being found.
I worry that I'll never succeed.
I worry about my career.
I worry why I haven't got it sussed yet.
I worry that everybody else has.
Can you say emo? Why yes I think you can.
This represents a certain period of time that despite being very unpleasant, will always be dear to me. This scribble is my baby and I shall cling to him. I brought this forward to create something visual.
Someday I'll go back and screenprint this on something resembling newsprint.
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