Anxiety
Seems to be my life's motto.
It's always there,
Peeking through the window of my brain,
Glaring at me with cold eyes,
Reminding me
Of a childhood promise I made
Ten years ago
That I failed to keep.
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Insignificant - A collection of poems
PoetryA collection of thoughts, written by a pessimistic, socially anxious mess of a teenager.
