I don't recall whether I prefer Anxiety or emptiness But I suppose it's one or the other And I need to choose fast. I can never sleep at night, ever. I don't deserve rest, I never get rest. Nervousness can push its way back But I am still, oh so empty. They all say to hold on; Hold on for life and happiness Or hold on to happiness And I say I will try. But why try When half the time I feel as if You don't love me Despite your reassurance. And trust me It's not your fault It's just me feeling empty.