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i is like having your lips sewn together, your voice is trapped in a prison and its sad you see, because you yourself hold the key. ii its like having your feet glued to the ground in big crowds, and you feel like everyone's constantly staring you down. iii its like feeling so alone in this world, especially when you're just a little girl, and all you want to do is be free and twirl. iiii its like being a bird, but you have clipped wings and you can't sing.
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Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 7:16 PM UTC
a n x i e t y
i is like having your lips sewn together, your voice is trapped in a prison and its sad you see, because you yourself hold the key. ii its like having your feet glued to the ground in big crowds, and you feel like everyone's constantly staring you down. iii its like feeling so alone in this world, especially when you're just a little girl, and all you want to do is be free and twirl. iiii its like being a bird, but you have clipped wings and you can't sing.
this is anxiety to me//
sadsouls
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Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 7:16 PM UTC
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