Just got out of bed, feeling a bit fried
Interview later, I wonder if I’ll be hired
The cat slept with us, and now he’s yowling
Though he’s been fed, he thinks his tummy’s still growling
Curled up on the couch, heater in my face
I’m anxious about this employment race
It’s hard to talk myself up when I’m so iffy
But I’ll clean myself up, looking so spiffy
I’ll cage up the thoughts that hold me back
And when I get home, I’ll have a panic attack
As long as I can hold it until after I’m done
I’ll nail this appointment, and then I’ll have won.

Cool glass of Rosé, relaxing on the sofa
Brain’s overthinking, turning over and over.
Be cool and calm, composed, assured,
Each fear is stretched and twice measured.
Turned out and raw for the world to see,
Memories sliced up, trauma-sushi
Roll me in rice, in seaweed, I’m salty
Dip me in soy sauce and light green wasabi
Chopsticks and lips, full of umami,
Size me up, please put a fork in me
I’m done 👌🏼

Edit: now i want to go to a sushi train ehhh