February 6, 2012
By kar_rawr BRONZE, Barnegat, New Jersey
kar_rawr BRONZE, Barnegat, New Jersey
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Locked in a cell, behind a desk
It’s all the same
I have no friends, I’m all alone
Because I won’t play their silly games

Back and forth, round and round
They’re all insane
And I’m not too far behind,
Fighting the urge to run away

I’m drowning fast
Wondering which breath will be my last
I’m running on empty
Shaking hard, developing a problem with authority

I was never the learning type
All I’ve learned in school is how to hide
Myself, in the costumes they want me to wear
They all say, “Well, life will never be fair.”

All the
I am

The author's comments:
I have sever anxiety and this is what I wrote during an attack. It's mostly about the panic I have in school and how I feel when I'm shaking and gasping during an attack.

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