My Therapist Encouraged This Song
Regret Of The Anxious Empath...(The Holidays Exacerbate it)
I spend my days, a basket case, and anxious
When there's a million other things I'd rather do
Being an empath, pleaser, couldn't be more thankless
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I get myself caught up in life's distractions
A clown without her makeup, playing fool
I spend my days, a basket case, and anxious
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I wish that I could blurt out all my "frankness"
To scream out how I'm feeling, would be cool
Being an empath, pleaser, couldn't be more thankless
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Maybe It's because our mother spanked us
Not letting me be me, is kinda cruel
I spend my days, a basket case, and anxious
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Maybe I could get better, if I practiced
I'm sure I could become, who you need me to
Being an empath, pleaser, couldn't be more thankless
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I feel like Dorothy, no longer in Kansas
A little like the lion and scarecrow too
I spend my days, a basket case, and anxious
Being an empath, pleaser, couldn't be more thankless
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