Hard to put into words
Good days and bad days
Want to get rid of it
You cant
It’s a constant bug
You don’t know when
There will be an attack
You try to stay calm
It’s hard
Its a part of you
It comes from nowhere
Sometimes from traumatic past
Big crowds are uncomfortable
You feel like a bad friend
Most of time
You want reassurance
Why?
It is a constant disturbance
It’s a bug that never goes away
Even though you wish it would
It’s hard to identify
Especially to someone
Who don’t understand
Might as well give it a try
You linger for a person
To come along
Just stand in your shoes
Feel the pain for a day
Feelings are hard
We try our best
Our minds are in worry
Anxiety is a tornado.