Don't look at me
Don't stare
Those glares
And those sneers
Your whispers
Your words
Like a sword
The way you look at me
The way you're whispering
The way you're giggling
I know nothing's real
Just my twisted fantasy
And I know no one's staring
No one's glaring
And those sneers
Those whispers
Those words
Aren't meant for me
But I can't shake this feeling
I can't stop my trembling
And I start stammering
My mind goes blank
I forget walking
Forget talking
And I gasp for air
Because I forget to breathe
No, I can't shake this feeling
And I can't stop my trembling.
But I know, I know
Those stares
Those glares
Those sneers
Those whispers
Those words
Are just my twisted fantasy
Yet no, I can't shake this feeling
It holds me in its grip, you see,
This twisted fantasy
My anxiety.
Those words
Those eyes
Those pretty, pretty lies
Your face
Your smile
Your honey-dripping voice
I know they're all my imagination
Because I don't deserve
Any of those compliments
You tell me
I am pretty
I am cute
I am perfect
I am everything
And I have everything
You ever wished for
But couldn't get
I want to believe
Believe all those
Pretty, pretty
Lies.
I don't want to be this way
I just want to feel okay
I don't know what I should say
Or do
I don't want to loathe
Myself
And I just want to run away
From all the pain
Fears
Tears
Regrets
Mistakes
I want to disappear
And never feel this way.
My insecurity
My anxiety
Won't let me breathe
Won't let me feel okay
Won't let me believe
Those pretty, pretty
Lies,
Or truths?
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