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Dakotah Lavender

Anxiety

The world is a blur to me,

as I shake and shiver with worry.

It does not make sense to you,

It makes none to me too.

 

I pick my lips, bite my cheek,

due to my brain being a freak.

Just that I have no control,

for that, I look down on my soul.

 

I look at myself in disgust,

and ask is it myself I can trust?

I second guess all that I do,

afraid that I\'ll lose to you.

 

Why is it my brain can\'t see,

how ridiculous it can be.

Am I just a complete hot mess,

or is it that I am put to the test?