Anxiety

What to do or not to do 
Should I do this
I guess I won’t
Drowning in a oceanic abyss

Where should I go
They say I have time
But I don’t know 
All to do is whine

Crying won’t solve this
This problem I have 
They want to know what it is 
Such a burden to have 

Guess that’s anxiety, My problem
That’s why I feel all the way at the bottom
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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