There's a man in the mirror
He follows me wherever I go
Sits upon my shoulders
Why, I don't really know
He has ashen hair
And grey eyes like me
But he's strange and confusing
So distant, a foreign country
He roughly rides my soldiers
Yelling harsh things in my ears
But then he's soft and gentle
With eyes full of tears
His weight is a heavy burden
Away from him I want to flee
I asked him what his name was once
He smiled a frown and sadly said,
"Well, I'm Anxiety."
AN:
Wow, it's been a while. Sorry i haven't updated in so long. I found this poem in another poems book and I just really liked it so here you go. Btw I couldn't find a picture that perfectly fitted this so the one above will have to do.
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