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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #2160151

How my paranoia/anxiety feels sometimes

Why must you be there all the time?
Be sour like a lime
Why must you be there all the time?

Breathing down my neck like a beast
Watching me like a hawk
Making my heart race fast like a cheetah

I swear my life is good
But you make me doubt myself
I swear I'm playing right

Playing by the rules
But how do I know it's true?
Sometimes making me blue

Why must you be there all the time?
Breathing down my spine
Wishing I had gone blind

Wishing I had done it right
Wishing I had done it out of spite
Wishing I didn't have this fright
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