I hate what I've become !!
Weak vulnerable and hypersensitive
I'm so far away from anything normal
My anxiety is always lurking around the corner
I'm in a state of constant panic
I live in fear of the unexpected
I question my own identity, my own reality
This is not me !! This is not who I used to be
I am a slave to my own anxiety
It even destroys the simplest things
Everything that everyone takes for granted
Becoming a problem for me it paralyzes me
There is no cure for my illness
It is not a disease, it is a lifelong curse
There is no magic cure
So why is it so difficult for others to accept and understand
I'm not a disease I'm who I am and I can not change
You say I have a disability I say I have another ability
You made me a slave to my own anxiety
Who is that staring at me Blood red eyes a soulless smile so familiar!! So twisted and tormented I see the fear, the scars, the smell of dec...
