Feeling panic rush to your throat
Causing you to choke,
On emotions you didn't know you had.
Watching your world collapse
Without actually falling
And people asking you why you're
Sad.
Always wondering why it's
You, alone,
Who has to live this pain
And always forgetting
That there's
Sunshine
After rain.
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Eremophobia
RandomThe fear of being yourself. This is a collection of poems loosely based on my life, and things I've witnessed while growing older. I've noticed that people tells us to "be yourselves", but then they are disappointed with who "ourselves" really are...
