What I Know Now
One thing that bothered me as a kid
was how much the other kids bothered me.
It wasn't exactly what they did
but what I thought they did exactly.
My anxiety would build up day by day
I always thought "Wow, I wonder how they feel about me doing this".
Or "Wow, how embarassing was that".
And day by day, such anxiuos thoughts would grow denser
Then I grew up a little
And what I found out was huge
NO ONE CARES
That is what I tried so hard to learn
Yet it clicked when I was trying least
Learning that no one really cares really boosted my confidence
It helped my mental glow up and helped me grow
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