Anxiety is preparing yourself to say "here" when the teacher does attendance.
Anxiety is shaking so bad you can barely keep food on a spoon.
Anxiety is being so quiet that even your mind stops for a second.
Anxiety is never texting first because you feel needy.
Anxiety is not being able to walk up to the teacher to hand in a paper.
Anxiety is always sitting in the back of the class so you don't feel eyes know you.
Anxiety is being afraid. All the time. Afraid to love, to smile,  or even to say hello.
Anxiety is only having a few friends because it's hard to talk to people you don't know.
Anxiety is wanting to talk to the cute boy who sits across from you, but you're afraid of him knowing the real you.
Anxiety is finally saying hello

20 times in your head

IcySky:
If I ran away,
would you look for me?
If I cried,
would you dry my tears?
If I got hurt,
would you make it better?
If I died,
would you cry for me?
If I wasn't here,
would you miss me?
If I was gone,
would you care?
Would you even notice me?

Written Destruction:
If you ran away, I'll pack up too
If you cried, I'll cry with you
If you hurt, I'll make it work
If you die, I'll follow you
If you wasn't here, I'll drown in tearz
If you was gone, right will slowly turn to wrong
Would I even notice you? Tell me your joking, I seen you shine amongst a parade full of people