I'm crying.
People ask me why I'm crying.
I say nothing.
But it's because I'm dying.
The anxiety attacks are killing me
My chest is closing.
But of course,
I say nothing.
They don't know that feeling.
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In My Head | ✓
PoetryIn my head, there are a million things I'd wish I could say. A million things I realize. But the courage I have not birthed to say them aloud. Just a girl who feels too much, sees too much, hears to much and an obsession of curiosity. In a world w...
