Little by little
I feel myself drifting away.
I can feel something pulling
I can feel my breathing changing
with every step I take.
I'm fading away
I can feel myself becoming invisible.
I can feel eyes passing through me
With a stare at the distance
Little by little
I can feel my anxiety reaching the surface.
I can barely breathe
Because social anxiety is taking over.
Little by little
I can feel myself going to a corner that I can't easily come back from.
No matter how hard I've worked to keep myself from feeling this way,
I feel them all coming back little by little.
~TINS~
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Things I've never said
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