I cant knock on a door
Or ask for extra napkins
I can't call you to ask how you are
I can't raise my hand
Without the fear of being wrong
I can't live my life
Its like being in an unlocked cage
I'm able to get out
But something is holding me back
Its lime wanting to have friends
But can't hang out
Its like suffocating
But your still breathing
Its not a way to live
Its a way to die
ANXIETY
YOU ARE READING
poem for the ending of 2015
Randomjust a bunch of poems. some are from the internet and other I wrote myself.
