I don't want to tell people when I'm crying.
I'm scared they don't care.
They only want me when I'm happy.
They ignore me when I'm broken.
Even if they listen.
They try to help.
They don't understand that them trying to help hurts me more.
Just stop.
Nothing helps.
I'll just hide till I'm happy again.
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Anxiety One-shots
PoetryThis story may be triggering to anyone with anxiety and possibly depression. It will be describing how my anxiety feels, and different ways I try to overcome it. Disclaimer: this is only my personal experience and does NOT apply to everyone!
