Hello anxiety, welcome home.
It\’s been minutes, but you\’ve grown.
Thank you for the world you\’ve shown.
You never let me feel alone.
I\’m here, but I\’m not.
They speak, I repeat, \”what?\”
Sometimes it\’s a word stuck in my head,
I usually take it to my bed.
I\’ve tried to ignore you, and what you do.
But, who else am I going to talk to?
Words come out to explain what I see.
But, really, it\’s just between you and me.
I thought you were a sister I had.
You could never make me feel bad.
One day you were talking and another came.
Someone, both of us could blame.
Sometimes it\’s red,
Sometimes it\’s black,
But mostly it\’s the mirror staring back.
You\’ve made my world your own.
Hello anxiety, welcome home.
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