<pre class="commentbubble commentauthor" style="width: 450px;">My lips are chewed raw
Nails, bitten to the quick
Fingertips, nibbled away like cheese by tiny mice
My scalp has sore spots from my insistent scratching of that nonexistent itch
My leg won't stop shivering
I pick and pick and pick at my skin until it bleeds or I can't bear to touch it
And all at the fault of anxiety</pre>
