A short time ago
She thought if she got what she wanted then her anxiety will go away. But it is always the same thing If I got this or that I’ll be better. The better feeling only lasts so long then as fast as that great feeling it fades into the dust in which the first feeling came from. The brown eye had saved and resaved for that one thing many times over and now she is tired of it. It has only been a few months she had it. All she thought while saving the thought that kept her going was soon as i get it then i can just jump on it and take off listen to music and get around a lot faster. Those thoughts are faded now and gone. The only thought in the brown eye girl’s thoughts is she better off just staying home and watching tv all day. It’s almost as if the anxiety and depression is reaving up to fight another war within her. When in truth all the brown eye girl wants is the feeling of joy and freedom as she felt just a short time ago.
Copyright © Jesse Mcdonald | Year Posted 2024
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