I stand still
My heart starts to race
I try to stand still
My breath becomes faster
I try to stop shaking
My mind is speeding
I try to escape
My blood is running through my veins
I try to not cry
My eyes clamp shut
I try to get invisible
My mind is against me
I try to stand up
My sobs can now be heard
I try to clean up myself
My eyes are bloodshot
I try to go back to my corridor
My friends barely noticed that I was gone
I try to act normal
My breathing evens out
I try to focus
My heart is still beating a bit too fast
I stand still
This is how anxiety can be for me :(
- Em
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