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May 2018
If I was strong enough to hold you
I'm not sure that I would
I think I'd use my strength and pack my bags
and get the hell out of this place

I'm scared of your sad eyes
what if they leak in public?

Im scared of what's in your mind
I know I cant understand it

If I was patient enough to comfort you
I'm not sure that I would
I think I'd leave you in your bed
and go jumping in the rain

I'm afraid I'll see your demons
and won't put up a convincing fight

I'm afraid I'll wear away
if I lay by you all night

If I was wise enough to fix you
well Im not sure anyone could
But worst of all I don't think I'd try
I'm afraid of you thats all

So I'll stare from a distance
It'll all get better soon
I went through a period of anxiety and depression, and I noticed that those around me became afraid of me. They seemed to think any word of my mental health would send me into a spiral. However, the harshest critic was myself. It took a long time to understand and give myself sympathy for what I was going through.
Written by
Ann Wolf
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