My life would look so different without this feeling yet feelingless thing called anxiety
Maybe for once I could feel emotions without consequences Without feeling sick Without worrying about feeling sick
Maybe I could sleep within the first hour or three And leave the house to do things more frequently Maybe I'd be doing better socially
Who knows My head might not always feel Like there's a million thoughts at once Fighting to be heard Fighting to be the first to frighten me out of my mind Eat me up from the inside
There's a chance I could smile genuinely And not need to remind myself to breathe Constantly Maybe instead of re-reading and re-reading old messages Finding what I should have done Instead I'd send new ones
(this note was written by an alien that told me they were spying on us from birth)