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I am a broken record when the anxiety starts,

playing with my emotions.

A sad song stuck on repeat.

My mind is writing the lyrics to my own life story,

but the lyrics don't sound like me.

They are just regretful stanzas, not the whole song

because I am determined not to repeat the same choruses.

I try turning the volume down on my brain

and turning the volume up on my heart.

Maybe I can drown out my mistakes with louder melodies.

My rhythm is too fast, I need to calm down.

Take a rest.

Tell myself to sing a different tune,

something upbeat, full of life.

I turn to our song and am calm in an instant.

You were the only one who could've changed the song in my head.




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