ItGets hard to breathe
It
Gets hard to breathe
My only escape
Is when I drug myself to sleep
Constantly I wear a mask
Constantly feeling fear
Worrying if the monster will attack me today
But sometimes I'm at peace
With myself and everyone around
Or maybe it's just that I'm used to this monster called anxiety.
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