I thought it'd be okay,
I'd just walk in and sit down.Look at no one, say nothing
It's easier to keep at bay when I'm
alone,
But when I was paired up,
I knew this was where it would begin.
For let's meet my friend,
anxiety.
It's part of me,
It'll make me begin to lose it,
till I unravel slowly and begin to crack
Then the fear is pushing on me,
suffocating me,
and I can't breathe.
I want to run,
run as fast as I can from there.
And hide.
For it isn't okay like I thought it'd be

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