There's a lot who asked
The girl who's masked
What does anxiety look like?
Its hard but let me try to tell you what anxiety looks like
It's the smiles she fakes and the laughters she makes
They sound so loud, her attempt to drown out the crowd
It's the way she walks with her arms around her
It's her telling herself to get it together
It's her eyes full of tears
When all she can hear is her fears
It's her flicking that rubber band around her wrist
Her attempt to bring herself back to reality that seem to twist
It's her dropping things with her shaky hands
It's her funny way of talking that no one understands
It's her biting her lip til it bleeds
When she's thinking about what she really needs
It's her spacing out and her blank stare
It's all the rest she didn't take and wouldn't dare
It's her hesitation to make that call
it's her doubting herself if she's given her all
It's her needing affirmation
Asking you to give her some kind of validation
It's her in the bathroom one, too many times
Rethinking everything like all she's done are crimes
It's her pacing back and forth
It's her seemingly funny retort
This is what anxiety looks like
And I can't even begin to explain what it feels like