Anxiety
Anxiety
I’m moving stiffly, nervously.
What are they thinking about me?
My head is down, people laughing.
Why are they looking at me?
I’m overwhelmed, can’t show my fear.
How dumb will that appear!
I’m bottled up, act passively.
To not reveal my anxiety.
I lived this way in my early days
Until I made a new decision.
To open myself up to a sympathetic soul,
And heal through emotional revelation.
It’s not lost on me that others may be
Stuck in anxiety’s vise.
I’ve experienced both states now.
Having been there, I can empathize.
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