We are puppets and you are the puppeteer.
We are dogs and you are the master
pulling and tugging at our leash
after every step we take.
You are the nagging mother telling us what to do and how to do it.

You are the dreaded, skinny letter from the university
not the fat package we were hoping for.
You are an ad on the television
telling us to change because we aren’t good enough.

You are the rosy rush of color
that flushes our face when others stare.
You are the quiver in our voice
when forced to speak in front of others.

You are the voice inside our heads
guiding us down the right path.
You are the drive of success.
You are the desire to be a better person.

Worry, you are a shadow...

we can never escape.