Class 10 : Who said present was a gift ?

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Fear is gripping me,

It's getting harder to breathe,

Life is taking a hack at me,

With a scythe.


Anxiety's stalking me,

Refusing to leave,

Worries are worming their way through,

I'm so screwed.


Frustration's plaguing me,

Making me want to flee.

Hopelessness is crawling it's way up ,

Every limb.


I wish I could turn back time,

Fix the mistakes I made,

The Friendships that got frayed,

Take back the things I said.

Change the way my life had been led.


My life is being grated,

Everyday goes by like I'm sedated.

Good luck is a traitor,

My common sense has a crater,

Happiness is so sublime,

I wish I could turn back time.


Author's Note : This poem came has an inspiration when i was slithering into depression during the hectic months for my O level preparation.

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