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A Sickness
I worry a lot about things i shouldn't
the thoughts of others, a constant concern
i go about life just like they do
yet these worries i cannot unlearn
i don't even know the worst outcome
like so what if they notice i'm tired
in a packed out room i can only assume
with each other they have conspired
my brain causes me lots of problems
sometimes i cant even answer a phone
its really hard to explain it to others
when the reasons to you are unknown
I've tried many times to fix it,
so i can fit into normal society
fruitless are my attempts and i'm left to resent
my crippling, persistent anxiety.
the thoughts of others, a constant concern
i go about life just like they do
yet these worries i cannot unlearn
i don't even know the worst outcome
like so what if they notice i'm tired
in a packed out room i can only assume
with each other they have conspired
my brain causes me lots of problems
sometimes i cant even answer a phone
its really hard to explain it to others
when the reasons to you are unknown
I've tried many times to fix it,
so i can fit into normal society
fruitless are my attempts and i'm left to resent
my crippling, persistent anxiety.
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