I freak out over the tiniest things it's true
I worry about nothing it's the worst thing I do
But I can't help myself when this happens
It's like thoughts start flowing and I just can't trap them
My heart starts beating fast my body is put in an invisible cast
My brain is on overdrive while my eyes are trying to focus on keeping wide
So when I finally do I let it out
I question and exclaim with a shout
I feel really attacked though no one is hurting me
I wish I could swept far away by a gentle breeze
That would be peace
Peace and sweet serenity
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idk: A Poetry Collection
PoetryA collection of poems that are more than their names.
