People scare me
I have to flee
I can't be in crowds
I much prefer the clouds
My mind is a mess
If you couldn't guess
I get anxiety
When I'm in society
I much prefer my home
Where I can be alone
I can finally express myself
Without wanting to kill myself
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Private Thoughts
PoetryHere are some not really poetic but just rhyming phrases that relate to a range of things, Depression, Breakups, General Sadness, Accepting your sadness, Bulimia, School Grades, Social Anxiety, Self harm, Loneliness and Suicide. Would you like more?
