You think you've hidden yourself,
And all your problems with it,
You think everyone sees you,
As this cheerful funny person,
When at home you suffer within an atmospheric depression,
You can't fool me,
And I wish you'll open up,
Wish that you know you don't have to be fake in front of me,
That you can act yourself,
Tell me;
I want to know everything about you,
The real you,
Before your anxiety crushes your chest,
Suffocating yourself,
Not just from air,
But from the people around you,
Tell me everything.
Please.
YOU ARE READING
My voice in a world full of panic (poetry)
PoetryIn a world of political madness and anxiety at school, this is MY voice My way of getting my opinion heard. #7 in darkpoetry 3/2/20 #2 in wattpadpoetry2020 2/2/20
