Tighten chest.
Stupid fest.
Hated feast.
Shaking hand.
Can't breathe.
Heart hurting.
Continuous gasping for air.
" I am so stupid. What did I do?"
"What am I doing!?"
"You foolish hag what are you doing?"
I am hardly free from this anxiety.
Free me...
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 5:46 AM UTC
Tighten chest.
Stupid fest.
Hated feast.
Shaking hand.
Can't breathe.
Heart hurting.
Continuous gasping for air.
" I am so stupid. What did I do?"
"What am I doing!?"
"You foolish hag what are you doing?"
I am hardly free from this anxiety.
Free me...
Social anxiety is not just being shy....
It's so hard to overcome it....
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