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Apr 2018
Some say I'm too young to be sad
Some say I'm too young to be nervous,
But at 6 years old I developed signs, but never did I show them
I have anxiety disorder, so my perception is awry
I hear noises when I'm home alone and think I'm gonna die.
My brain is on a high alert, a constant back-round noise
But sometimes light shines through the grey, so I will
keep on going.
julianna
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