Dear Anxiety Poem by Lenisha Rangsa

Dear Anxiety,
Aren't you tired of sticking with me?
You keep on telling me that I am not good enough inside my head,
And I was fool enough to believe what you said..
When you're gonna make me feel pretty?
Oh, I tried my best to make myself happy.
My oh my! Anxiety,
Can't I have a little privacy?
You're no less than a killing spree,
When you're gonna set me free?
You made me suffocate while I am still breathing,
In the midnight, filled my head with overthinking.
Spent sleepless nights all alone,
Thought it'll be better by dawn,
My self-esteem started to shrink,
And sadness came before I blink.
If you ask me, 'Are you okay? '
No, I am not okay,
I always feel rejected,
Rejected by my own self.
I feel stuck even though I can roam freely,
The personality I wear, is not what I am truly.
It's been a while without a fake smile,
Lying on my bed in exile.
Oh Anxiety,
With this, I plead
Let me be me,
And have a little mercy on me.