Anxious

I feel like a lesser version of myself

Oozing with scabs and scars

From past scuffles

Unconfident in the way I

Stand in my shoes

And sit in my chair

A button’s too tight

But there’s nothing to be done about that

At least not when I’m frantically

Trying to catch my breath

From the last Anxious bit

PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER

What’s this

You can’t be falling apart now no

Not when there’s so much to be done

Swallow it down

And carry on with your day

Cannot sleep at night

But it’s no matter

Who needs sleep

Sleep is for the weak they say

Well maybe it’s time I ‘fess up

Cause I’m weak right now and

I don’t know how to catch

My breath again and

I need a short

Small break

Please

Please just let me breathe.

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