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Anxiety

December 7, 2018
By snkirby00 SILVER, O'fallon, Missouri
snkirby00 SILVER, O'fallon, Missouri
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Plenty of people struggle,

It’s not like they plan to.

With a lot of things to juggle,

It makes them feel blue.


I’m always worried,

Though I try not to be.

It’s usually because I’m hurried,

It makes me want to flee.


People give me advice,

I usually just ignore.

I’m aware it isn’t nice,

I just don’t want any more.


I try to help myself,

Yet I still feel empty.

I’m that dusty book on a shelf,

Feeling lonely and petty.


I want to feel good,

I really do.

But instead I continue to wear my hood,

If only people got the clue.


The author's comments:

I wrote this poem because I've been struggling with anxiety since I was in 8th grade. Sometimes my anxiety can be really bad to the point where I'll have anxiety attacks. I wrote this poem during my 7th hour one day at school because I was having a super stressful day.


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