He gave her a choice,
take his hand and go,
she wanted to listen to his voice,
but she also wanted to stay though,

She hated it here,
nights spent alone in a crowd,
mixed with sweat and beer,
suddenly it became too loud,

She needed to get out,
leave this place,
but she was anxious with soo much doubt,
she dreamt too much of what it would be like in outer space,

He was there for her,
more than she deserved really,
and she life was going by in a blur,
she wanted to be okay freely,

She was always sad,
feeling like baggage and not good enough,
always feeling mad,
but she's gotta stay tough,

She wants to feel alive,
and not have to worry about it all,
she wants to turn up the music and go for a drive,
and dance in the dark to the rhythm of the rainfall.

she wears t-shirts 3 sizes too big,
she wears jackets and jumpers,
she wears jean and pants,
why,
she is just a normal girl,
or so you thought,

she wears t-shirts 3 sizes too big,
to cover her body,
the bones sticking out,
the insecurities of being fat.

she wears jackets and jumpers,
to cover the scars,
to hide them away,
so no one can question her.

she wears jeans and pants,
to cover the there scars,
the bigger ones,
the more noticeable ones.

why,
she is just a normal girl,
or so you thought.

(n)
1. The feeling where you stay up at night, stare at your ceiling, ask yourself an infinite number of questions, then sit there and debate on whether or not you actually want to know the answer.

2. The feeling where you wonder who truly cares about you, and who is just using you; who is there for you, and who is so desperately waiting for you to fail.

3. The feeling where you feel like you're not good enough; that you need to be this, this and this to be successful and liked. You crave for the attention you know you can't have.

4. The feeling where you get frustrated because it's physically impossible to be 100% happy. You want someone to vent to, but no one will understand you.

5. The feeling where you question your value, your worth, your pride, yourself, everything...

and you think.

over think.

all night.


and all your left with is you, yourself, and a very dark place.







"i don't know where to go from here, i don't know who i am anymore," said the anxiety.