Anxiety: The Battle, The Struggle
There's a battle going on inside my head.
My anxiety is taking over again.
There's a struggle to get out of bed
I am, again, struggling to win.
The battle, the struggle.
Now I'm second guessing myself; rebuttal.
But I will stand strong
The day is hard and long.
I will thrive, survive, and strive.
Today I have won.
Tomorrow it starts again.
But tonight I am done.
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