it's hard to explain how some days I'm full of smiles and I'm convinced everything is okay. and other days I'm too crippled with fear. sometimes i can talk myself out of it-- tell myself its all in my head. but most days it makes even the happiest moments lined with overwhelming worry. sometimes i can forget about it when I'm distracted for a moment. but it always finds a way to sneak out past my chapped lips creating sound from my sorrowful tongue. my concerns become voiced even if i don't want them to be. but if i don't speak out the anxiety will bury me.