The sun will rise
After a sleepless night
Of tossing and turning
Staring blankly into the wall that sits in front of me
Wondering “what did i do wrong”
Why do I deserve this
What did i do wrong.
Why does my mind turn against me
And the odds aren't ever in my favor,

God what did i do wrong

In crowds I shrink
And I can't help but think
What will I do wrong
Will I trip, will I fall
Will I somehow manage to make a fool out of myself

I can't breath
People everywhere
Light burning my skin
Creating a feeling so intense
I flee

The light leaves my skin fragile
One tear in the thin fabric will put my self esteem at a zero and my anxiety at a hundred
I won't speak
People will wonder what's wrong with me
“Are you sick?”
“Are you--depressseed?” They'll ask sarcastically

I'll go home and sit in my safe place
Yet ironically it's the one place I feel the worse
I'll sit there, all night, staring at the wall
The wall I've stared at so many times
Thinking the same thing
God, what did i do wrong
But in the end the sun will rise
Giving me another chance for me to rise with it