Voice of Anxiety


Look at you


Are you feeling distressed


Each word stumbles out like a tumbling mess


They hate you


Can't you see


Their eyes are staring judgingly


And if their eyes could shoot daggers


You know that they would surely stab you


The stares all dissect you slowly


Ripping you apart searching for something


Maybe confidence


They won't find an ounce


Maybe that's how they know to pounce


Is this all in my head


It just might be


But all I can see is them hating me

  • Author: Naeners (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 17th, 2017 13:09
  • Comment from author about the poem: Why am I so nervous all the time??? Please tell me what you think. Constructive criticism is always welcomed.
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