FicWad

Mountain of anxiety,
mass of killer brain cells.

my home is my safe house,
i'll never leave for longer than a day.
when i go outside,
to feel the fresh air.
i go back inside because all i feel are glares.

going in the real world,
avoiding the eyes,
of the ones who told the most lies.
scared of the people and their countless stares.

go back inside,
to my little lair.
the enemies can't come in,
and see me tearing at my skin.

i stay locked behind doors,
away from the kids from tomorrow.
i imagine they cluster around me,
even when they don't.
my mind runs to fast,
i have the feeling i may choke.

the worry,
tension,
suffering my head causes me.
i panic,
become uneasy,
restless,
and in distress.

it's all in your mind honey,
it's society fucking you over.

the pressure of conscious,
barrels down on me.
this is one prison i can't break free.