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Ever So Anxious


As I walk into the room, I put my head to the floor Their thoughts and expressions im trying so hard to ignore What people think of me is a burden I always bare Im shaking with nervousness hoping they don't stare I take a deep breath and try to calm myself down Voices in my head are telling me not to frown Worried that anything I say or do will make me look stupid or sound silly Im begging and pleeding OH GOD JUST KILL ME Its so hard to talk to people or speak infront of a crowd Voices in my head are not reassuring, and are starting to get loud JUST LEAVE, YOU LOOK LIKE AN IDIOT Now I am cought in quite a predicument If I leave now will my insecurities come to light? My emotions are going crazy and are starting to fight Which one will win this time? Will I be happy or sad? Im getting frustrated, starting to get mad I scream real loud SHUT THE HELL UP Im sick of my insecurities, im fuckin fed up People look at me weird, now I dont know what to say I leave the room while they judge and whisper away I step outside, take a deep breath, now my head is heald high A weight has been lifted off my shoulders, I feel like I can fly This feeling is so great, it feels so sublime I will controle my anxiety, but it will take work and time Take me for what I am, not what you want me to be At the end of the day you do you, and Ill do me Moral of the story is quite easy to see If people dont like me FUCK EM happiness is my priority
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