Be still you wrestless, wretched mind
There’s a tight knot of something we both can’t describe
Be still and you’ll find we can leave it behind
Breathe in through your nose; feel the cold air
Don’t give up, don’t give in
Keep trying and you’ll get there
You’re young and the future might give rise to sorrow
So please, become your own friend
So you can cope with tomorrow
Hold the air in for three, think only of counting
Your heart rate will slow
And the fear will stop mounting
I’m sorry you feel this, all on your own
So much sadness and horror
Breathe it out, let it go
