Anxiety shields truth like a curtain.
Fogs my mind, blurs my vision.
Can't make my way, make a decision.
Slow it down, put it on pause-
I can't correct my mind's own flaws.
Like wanting to run with a broken leg,
My mind won't budge, though I beg.
Worries, worries, I cannot stop.
Deeper, deeper, I slowly drop.
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