I have been trying very hard, hard to ignore the fact that I'm not alright haven't been for a while now and I keep on ignoring it because I don't have a good enough reason to not be alright. What if I say I'm not alright and people say she is just doing it for attention. This anxiety thing that I have sucks. I hate it, why does it have to spike up and make me want it, the sting, the relief. I want to breathe easily again and not feel suffocated. What is this feeling why do I get it. Do I need help? Is the question I ask myself. Sometimes I feel like I have some kind of personality disorder because one moment I am perfectly fine and happy and the other I am sad and cursing life for making me stay here.
And all that happens for no reason at all.
Wish I knew what the trigger was, wish I knew how to stop it or just how to run away from it all.
Wish I knew.
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A Girl With A Dream
PoetryJust little snippets of how my mind works sometimes... I sometimes write with food on my mind and relate it to life.
