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Anxiety

Anxiety, the constant feeling of doom
Its like you can’t even come out of your room 
most days I’m panicky and anxious 
and I think to myself it’ll never get better
I get told quit being so under the weather 
So I try to think about things that make me happy but my brain starts to fade those memories 
I put on a smile and tell myself it’ll be okay when my mind tells me it’ll be this way for centuries. 
The feeling of constantly overthinking about attacks and the feeling of anxiety is so tiring and overwhelming.
“nothings wrong with you”,”you’ll be okay”, “think happy thoughts” they keep telling me. 
my mind is like you're in a black room and every bad thing that has ever happened, every nightmare you’ve experienced is inside with you, there’s no escape and they keep coming closer and closer until they finally get you. 
I come home from school and go straight to my bed I don’t want to but I have nothing else to do
and I wonder does this happens to everyone else too? 
It's sad because it takes time to train your brain and I don’t even have that figured out yet
I’m not even sure how to cope with it so I try not to give it a sweat
Anxiety is the worst feeling I've experienced so far, forget about all the bad that’s happened to me 
my mind is so much more powerful than anything and hoping I can just be free
Free, what I hope I can be without all the doubt and negativity I want out. 
Out of my head, out of my bed please let me be free from this thing inside my head. 
I’ve taken medicine, I've talked to people, and nothing seems to heal it. 
Maybe this will just go on forever and I won't ever know how to cope with it.

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