Anxiety isnt fun...
I walk through the hallway, people stare, my feet tremble as I see one and then another.. another and another... thats the feeling of fear, we call it anxiety you know when u feel crowded and like people can never stop judge, no anxiety means your free.. oh how when I see them it's like a knife that cuts right through my soul, as my heart palpitates to the feeling of people being near, it's like something to fear. anxiety and trauma makes it hard to communicate to the point you have to grab that first aid kit that has been awaiting to try and fix your life but at what cost? life does not mean you fall and stay at the bottom, you pick yourself up no matter how much anxiety and fear kills you, if I could've, anxiety would have already been sued. For it has made me suffer, no matter what you say I will never say anxiety is fake it's a feeling that can sometimes never be a healing.
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