Hope you enjoy💟
A big crowd of people
Such a small small soul
You feel your anxiety rise
You want to run and hide and hope everyone dies
You want to just push everyone out
You just want to scream and shout
You feel yourself start to shake
And your chest start to ache
And feel tight
From the fright
I hate this anxiety
But I must be pretty mighty
To live my life with anxiety
So my chest get tight again
From all these people
So I'm stuck in this hole
Called anxiety.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter see you in my next one💖 Goodbye children
