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January 23, 2020 by thewashingteenian

By Lizzie Messer, Staff Writer



I am always overwhelmed by that feeling,

Where your heart won’t slow down,

And your mind is freaking out.

And your palms are sweating,

And I can’t help but feel,

Like I did something wrong.


I’m overwhelmed by anxiety,

And I can’t stop shaking,

And there’s no way to stop it,

And I’m constantly miserable,

And I can’t stop thinking about how it would be,

If it just stopped.

If I just stopped.

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