How did my greatest fears go from
heights, bugs, and killers in wardrobe
to footsteps outside my bedroom door,
Unexpected calls,
talking to people,
buying things in stores,
failing school,
phones and messages,
eating in front of people,
laughter behind my back,
........
How did my greatest fear become my own mind?
(k.s.b)
BINABASA MO ANG
Anxiety
PoetryAnxiety is hard; I decided to write this 5 years ago and I rarely update. I come back to read what I had as this description, "there is no escape." I lied, there is an escape. I don't know how to feel to about this book anymore but most seem to enjo...
