Eyes Of Questions

I look into the mirror
And my eyes are so pale
I have been worrying about a lot of stuff
And it is tiring me down
So many things are running
Running through my head
It is making the world begin to spin
I wonder if I am
How will we live
If I am
Would you stay?
OR would you leave?
If I am
Would I be a good
A good mother?
All these questions of
Would you do this
Or would they be ashamed
All these things are running
Running through my head
As I look into the mirror
And see my eyes so red.