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Anxiety, My Enemy.


Anxiety grabbed a hold of me

I was only sixteen 

It tried to destroy me 

and then it shaped me in to who I was supposed to be

 

Without these struggles, I could have never known

The love that I deserved to be shown

Hold me tight and tell me everything is gonna be alright

These never ending worries keep me up at night

 

Anxiety, you were my worst enemy

But now you are behind me

In my rear view mirror, you are shown

And I am the best me I have ever known

 

My racing thoughts and racing heart

Always trying to tear me apart 

I have to say thank you to my worst foe 

Because at the end of every storm is a rainbow

 

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