' 'anxiety'
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I've heard all the names,
weird, ugly, and such a freak,
yeah they say it's a disease,
something that's eating at me,
I can't walk through the crowds easily,
why am I so scared,
I didn’t think that it would hurt this bad.
And I think that it’s worse because I didn’t see it coming.
In the end, it’s always there.
Waiting..
Watching..
What we’re both made of, it’s what makes me up too
I have these paper wings, so when it’s raining I can’t keep up with you
What you’ve done my friend, I cannot undo
My heart hurts
And I want to tell you.
You are lying
next to me but you are not there.
And I am crying
I don't even have words. I feel a hollowness, a sadness that comes over me
like a wave. An ocean of grief in my body,
tidal motions running up and down my spine.
Laughing and mumbling
Judgemental eyes stare and glare
Never leaving me
Always feeling judged
Constantly trying to change
Laughing and mumbling
Judgemental eyes stare and glare
Never leaving me
Always feeling judged
Constantly trying to change
There's too much.
There's too much.
There's too much.
I can't make it better.
I can't make it better.
I can't make it better.
I can't fix it.
Today I faced a problem,
a growing,
moving,
suffocating realization,
that stopped me in my tracks.
I have no idea what I am going to do with myself.
