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I don't know
This trial, this time of confusion,
I don't understand.
Is it all illusion?
Will this anxiety be temporary,
Or will it last forever?
Will it last forever and ever until
I can't take it anymore?
Will it make me suffer and beg and plead
Until I'm sobbing on my knees?
I don't know.
These dreams I have
That I long for so dearly,
Will they ever come true?
Will my story end with
A prince charming and
Happily ever after
Just like in the fairytales?
Will I ever gain success?
Will life ever be in my favor?
I don't know.
This struggle that persists,
Will it control me?
Is it set in stone, in my bones?
Is this truly my fate?
Is it the universe telling me to quit?
Will things ever change?
Will I ever bloom into
Something more beautiful,
Or is this the end?
I don't know.
This fear inside of me,
Will it ever go away,
Or is it here forever, forever to stay?
Is it something that will
Get better over time,
Or is it a steady, constant line,
Going on forever, no curves or edges?
Will this fate-formed line ever stop?
Will I ever have the courage to
Finish this journey I began?
I don't know.
This person that I am,
Will she ever know better than to
Be so naive and forgetful?
Will she ever have the wisdom
To know what's best,
Or the strength to carry on?
Will she ever find love,
Or should she be eternally lonely?
"Will you ever amount to anything..... at all?"
I don't know.
I don't know.....

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Sometimes if I am very frusterated and I just need to vent without anyone interrupting me or cutting me off, I just start writing and whatever comes out, comes out. No brainstorming. No planning. No editing. Just my thoughts on a sheet of paper. This is an example of my anxious thoughts. A jumbled stressful mess. I feel a whole lot better after I write and let out my emotions and express them. It makes me feel so at ease.