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<p><strong>Anxiety</strong></p><p><strong>Lyrics By Tiffaney L. Ganci</strong></p><p><strong>© Copyright April 2018</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>Panic, worry, darkness closing in around me.</strong></p><p><strong>These are some of the words I could use to describe my anxiety,</strong></p><p><strong>but nothing I can say could speak of its entirety,</strong></p><p><strong>as I cry internally thinking I've lost my sanity.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>Doctors, counselors, saying there's something wrong with me.</strong></p><p><strong>My parents telling me to calm down and stop being so crazy.</strong></p><p><strong>But how can I calm down when the world around me</strong></p><p><strong>is spinning out of control and I can barely see?</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>Breathe. You will get through this.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>You will get through the sleepless nights,</strong></p><p><strong>all the internal fights,</strong></p><p><strong>and the days that seem right</strong></p><p><strong>when the world hits you with all its might.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>Breathe. You will get through this.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>I know you think I'm overreacting about the silliest little things,</strong></p><p><strong>but to me those silly little things seem like the doom the world could bring.</strong></p><p><strong>Can't you see, a spilled glass of milk to you can seems like an earthquake to me.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>I know it might be hard to understand my anxiety,</strong></p><p><strong>but I hope today I have given you some clarity.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>So the next time someone is scared and feels like they can't breathe,</strong></p><p><strong>shaking and crying, unable to see,</strong></p><p><strong>don't tell them they're overreacting; don't call them crazy.</strong></p><p><strong>Help them realize there is more to life than this misery,</strong></p><p><strong>and no matter the doubt inside, they will be who they are meant to be.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>Breathe. I will get through this.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>Because I know I am more than just my anxiety,</strong></p><p><strong>and one day I hope to be free of it entirely.</strong></p><p><strong>But until then, I will keep telling myself, quietly,</strong></p><p><strong>I am stronger than this. I am stronger than my anxiety.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><strong>NOTE:&nbsp;Tiffaney’s poem touched me so that I had to find a piece of music and vocals to express it.&nbsp;I suffer with anxiety and her poem touch me so.</strong></p><p><br></p>