I Want To Exist

Anxiety makes me question everything I do Makes me question how I treat others Most of all how I treat you Makes me feel weak Makes me feel sick inside With no place to hide Holding on to my pride Anxiety is one sick twisted monster Tearing at my inside Rib cage breaking Pain shooting all over Wait.. It's all in my head Questioning everything I just said Anxiety makes it hard to explain Why I have these thoughts running through my brain Unable to sustain any clear thoughts Trying to survive without medication Trying to make it through the day without any frustration This is me everyday Ashamed that I feel so weak That I've let it come this far I need help I admit this Most of all I just want to exist