It's a part of me
that doesn't want to be free
a little voice in my head
wishing i were socialy dead
twists how i feel
makes anger turn real
living in fear
whenever you're near
cause i might give in
and let anxiety win
it happens alot
not every mistake i've caught
just want it all to end
so broken feelings can mend
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