anxiety

anxiety

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I took a slow walk onto the stage I saw the crowd As the room became a cage i wanted to scream so loud But they keep staring Those of every age thinking ill make them proud I forgot what to say What i was there for I wanted to lie and go away But that would later kill me more I had to stay And say what i wrote Hoping the room will ignore Everything i have to say
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My name has been forgotten, tossed away like a piece of trash. I do not talk. I do not look anyone in the eyes. My hands shake from my past and I barley sleep at night. I always hear the grunts and the groans of the men that abuse me. I see the insanity in their eyes. They see the fear in mine. I had a chance to escape. I took it but it landed me back in the same position. It seems like I will never escape.

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