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Sun, 09/18/2016 - 20:03 -- beeeebs

I can’t explain, 

This level of pain.

I can’t stop crying, 

It’s like I’m dying.

 

Everything is shaking, even my teeth,

I can’t breathe

There’s a tightness in my chest.

Why can’t you take a rest?

 

My worries control my thoughts,

Constantly distraught.

My head hangs low,

I’ve got nowhere to go.

 

In class I sit at the back,

No one can see the attacks. 

When my palms get sweaty, 

And I try to speak,

it comes out like verbal confetti. 

 

Everything becomes harder,

My mind becomes darker.

Focusing and working isn’t so easy.

It almost drives me crazy. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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