Anxiety

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Anxiety,

That's what's killing her,

She's lost; she's full of fear,

Sometimes she's uncomfortable in her own skin,

She wants to flee, disappear

And turn off the thoughts

Swarming through her head,

She wants to lock herself in side her room,

Where no one can see her,

The outside world frightens her,

She'd rather be alone

Where anxiety didn't haunt her.

(Not mine)

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