U sually my face holds a smile and my smiel tells happy stories.
N evertheless, my heart holds a sadder story.
V ersions of my thoughts are told to friends and family,
E ven though many times my thoughts are more anxious than told.
I ndeed, anxiety is laced behind all of the smiles and stories.
L eave it to my mother to decipher my anxiety and put my mind at ease.