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It can be suffocating
Perfection is always near
Anxiety is here
Don't fret
However
Because hung from the rafter of your fears
Is the motivation to be here
What inspires me?
The pounding of my heart as I begin to break
What inspires me?
The shaking of my hands as I begin to hyper-ventilate
What inspires me?
The beauty in the aftermath of the fact that my anxiety didn't consume me
I made it past another storm and that is a beautiful thing
What inspires me?
Knowing that I have made it through one hundred percent of my bad days
And there is NO WAY
That I, am going to dissapoint any of you
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