Im shaking, please help...I cant breathe.
Drowning, down, down, down.
I cant get up, too early, I cant sleep, too late.
I dig my fingernails into my hand, blood drips from my palms.
I didnt want to get up, I didnt want to be here.
Hoodie in 80 degree weather to hide the scars beneath,
The scars in my soul, on my body, Don’t you see them?
Im screaming, Im shaking, stay away!
Stay away, im closed,
my best friend is my anxiety...
I don’t need anyone else.