agony always comes alone

I'm writing secrets poems in my mind
The agony so painful the words don't want to be shared
I'm making small stories in my heart
trying to repress my feelings

Oh dear anxiety,
please stop knocking on my door.

The truth about me,
I'm nothing
I'm no one
I don't live up to my expectations
I failed yet again

sometimes I wish to run away from myself


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