Check the clock
Its almost time for my heart to stop
How many times will this fear take over?
1 tear, 2 tear, 3 tear, 4
I'm banging on the door but, the doors a mirror of the girl i want to be
The girl i want to achieve
It wont open for me
Thoughts in my head, knots in my stomach, never ending pain
I wish anxiety didn't think this was a game
"You aren't good enough" "they don't like you" "why can't you see?"
Words like knives, provoking the air, sometimes i don't even get scared
Silence is home, nothing but the tapping of my foot, and the clicking of my tongue
trying to drain the noise from the clock
I checked the clock
It's time my heart finally stopped
---- Anonymous Redhead