Anxiety
There's always been a problem with me.
One that I could never seem to fix,
And one that never seemed to go away.
People looked down on me because of this,
And always scoffed as if I wasn't there.
I tried as hard as I could to fix it.
No matter how hard I tried, it stayed.
I felt nervous.
I felt awkward and scared, too.
I was losing my mind.
Anxiety is something I couldn't help.
I always thought it was temporary,
But it's been here my entire life.
Enduring this has been a painful experience.
I couldn't ever fit in.
Then, they came to me.
A true friend.
The understood me, and understood my problems.
They were willing to put up with it, no matter how awkward.
Maybe there is a cure to anxiety after all.
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