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Mar 11
This feeling is

bigger than me.

I don’t hold the key,

To change the

way I want to be,

Constantly looking

at society,

Hoping things will change

but I wake up the next day

Feeling the same.


Looking in the mirror,

See a person

that I don’t wanna see.

A person with anxiety.

A shrunken soul

looking for a way

out of this hole

Hoping things will change,

but I wake up the next day,

Feeling the same.



I lie in bed

Alone.

Feeling like I want a clone.

Just to have someone like me

Someone with anxiety

Someone with more problems

than me.

Hoping things will change,

but I wake up the next day,

Feeling the same.


I imagine being lost at sea

Where a mirage will hold the key

To a new land

where no one knows my name

but someone will hold my hand.

Help me realise the answer

lies within me.

Help me realise I hold the key.
Written by
Daniel Twist
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