Anxiety runs through my veins,
wishing I could just feel the pain.
Of the way it controls me,
and uses me, you see.

The way it takes over my life,
cutting me deep like my knife.
This high I am feeling,
messes with all of my feelings.

I first feel nothing but shame,
but in the end, I'm the one to always blame.
This fight I have been fighting,
leaves me frightened..

Seems as once I blink,
my life seems to somehow shrink.
All the lies I have sold,
leaving me alone and cold.

This feeling I feel is like a ride,
making me want to hide.
Not only from myself, but others,
hurting all of my lovers.