Is it too big? Are they too small?
Do they like me enough or no not at all?
Will my plane come down or burst into flame?
Is my memory going? I’ve forgotten my name!
Are they laughing at me or just having fun?
Will skin cancer get me if I go out in the sun?
Did I leave on the gas, will my house explode?
I need some cash but can’t remember the code
Will the kids get home safe? Are they at school?
Does he like my ideas or think I’m a fool
If the traffic’s too bad I know I’ll be late
When is her birthday? What is the date?
Am I safe on the tube? What’s lurking there?
What if I die? Would anyone care?
My hair is a mess; a new do is too dear
My skirt is too tight that much is clear
That man is too close, what does he want
That memo I sent; I used the wrong font
At last I’m at work and miserable of course
So much worry. Like a wooden horse,
It gets me nowhere, that much is true
But let’s be fair, its something to do.