Worried

she's getting set
she's nursing a secret plan
she won't be doing it yet
until i feel there is no course for alarm

i am aware of the impending doom
it is as sure as death
i am worried and caught up in gloom
i am counting every breath

she is secretly packing
all night she's having whispered conversation
i wonder what exactly im lacking
why she wants to move on

im worried
she doesn't wait to leave a witness
she's so determined
paranoia the obvious sickness

she is up and ready
i want for fate to play
she is nervous and unsteady
i guess today is the day