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This Is Anxiety


Can never say the right thing
Can never do the right thing
Can never be the right thing
This is anxiety

Can never be happy at social gatherings
Can never accomplish anything flattering
Being awake is a constant battering
This is anxiety

People are constantly watching me
I know inside they are pitying me
Or perhaps they're hiding that they despise me
This is anxiety

Nobody's nice to me authentically
They always want something out of me
or perhaps I'm not what they wanted for me
I'm so sick of anxiety

I want nothing in life
Goals are useless and empty
I'm a nervous wreck, a shell of my former self
You win anxiety

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