Letting go

I'm alive but I worry myself to death, most of the time.
I'm a hard wire circuit breaking.
If I don't change my frantic ways,
this room will meltdown on me or explode into thousands of pieces.
You can't fight the feeling and everybody knows once and for all
it's time to start believing in the art of letting go.
I'm starry eyed, preoccupied with things that I don't recognize.
I'm losing my mind and trying to find the answer.
If I'd just relax! Control my breathing,
the rooftops would open for me and I'd find meaning.
There's a little list of things that I can't tell you,
some secrets we just gotta silence for ourselves...