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What it feels like to have social anxiety or when you're a chronic negative thinker. |
| I can worry about fears, I can cry in tears, leaving my happiness tucked away, while children are out to play. Sadness and despair make up me, Anxiety making me freeze. Head heavy, heart unready. Scared to start, to love. My mind has spiraled in ways I want to forget. The wind blows for chances to take, I want to sit by a lake. Big made up stories, too big for this brain, thoughts pound like heavy rain. Pressure from people make me feel insane. People talk to much. Big goals, little time. Ideas I want to share, but I don't Because I think people will care. Freak show on board, I like to hoard. I get bored, so much negativity stored. I wish to be adored, So much uneeded attention I gave to people that was poured. |