By Ijeoma Chuku,
All around.
Itʼs around me.
Itʼs around me,
Canʼt you see?
I see you see,
But you choose not to see
me.
I can hardly breathe, me.
I can hardly sleep, me.
I can hardly see, me.
But I see you, you see?
This thing consuming me,
Wonʼt let me be.
Wonʼt let me free.
This thing Iʼm talking about,
you see?
Has a heart laced full of
debris.
This thing Iʼm talking about,
you see?
It has a control key,
A command key,
Youʼd have to agree to
disagree.
This thing Iʼm talking about,
you see?
Is you, my Anxiety.
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