The closest I can get,
To a hug.
Is your jumper I wear,
Every night.

Wishing I can breathe,
In a word full of breathable air.
Still however choking,
On the air inside my lungs.

Sitting in the shower.
Alone,
Quiet,
Warm,
Free.
More comfortable I've been,
To cry and be me.
Tears lost to the water,
For some warmth in my life.

Talking about anxiety,
Has to be the worst for me.
For some reason it kicks in,
Maybe because I don't want to talk about.

I realise I have anxiety,
In everything I have done and I do.
For some reason it gets worse,
Every now and then.

I can't control my anxiety,
Stressing makes it so much worse.
Some times I wish I didn't have it,
Maybe life would be better.

I have bad anxiety,
My parents deny it.
Sometimes I wish they'd help,
But they just make it worse.

Maybe I'd be worth something,
If I was just an *** and not a face
On phone screen.
Maybe that's the one way to be ever seen,
To put your body and avoid the brains
On someones screen.

Stand up princess,
Up proud and tall.
**** it up princess,
Or your crown may fall.
Cover your tears,
With a smile and make-up.
Mascara smears,
Down eyes and somehow up.
Don't worry princess,
You haven't got much to go.

My brain's a mess,
It just lets the tears flow.

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