"There's a storm in me."

"Being insane sounds more fun."

"Words that rhyme and relate."

"My symptoms, my thoughts."

"I'm kind of a hypocrite. My words are so contradicting and my sentences don't have anything in common."
I wrote this relative to my feelings of anxiety around others in the past. I felt incredibly self-conscious and felt as though no one really liked me back then. I had friends but I also had my doubts sometimes.

I kind of like to sing this to the small tune of "ring around the rosy"

"Oh, how I enjoy looking at those scars."