My Anxiety

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What once was a flaw, that everyone could see,

stuck out like a sore thumb to anyone but me,

Bottled up inside of me,

trying to thrash its way out,

this monster grew stronger

'til my control it did oust.

 

My life, it did seem, to take a turn for the worst,

as I was unable,

to relinquish this curse.

A battle would be the only solution,

but I needed others

to join my revolution.

 

With friends by my side,

I was able to see,

the monster could only

be defeated by me.

The strength was inside me,

it was there all along,

I just needed to find 

a future for me to belong.

 

Though the battle was fierce,

the monster still remains,

for it was never a curse,

but a treasure, hidden by deceit.

 

 

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