oh god
I'm scared that I'm just gonna break in front of you
That I'll just start crying
And you'll have no idea why I'm bawling my eyes out
And to be honest, I won't know either
That's the thing about anxiety
That's the thing about panic attacks
You get scared and insecure
And if I'm going to have panic attacks I want them to be at the disco, not in my science class or lunch time
I get scared when you want us to walk away from everyone
Then it's just you and me
And I feel so pressured, you know? I'm the only one to talk to now
And that scares me
I'm so thankful when someone I know walks past
Even if it's just a few seconds
I'm not the only one to talk to
~AnXiEtY