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And I Can't Breathe
Swallow air swallow air
But nothing’s going in there
It’s like I got a punctured lung
Hollow screams echo off my tongue
Turn my bedroom lights back on
Stare in the mirror too long
All I see is a little girl with braids
Tears streaming, contorted face
Flex my fingers, squeeze my hands
Anxiety taking control
I see every awful thing that I am
Curl up into a ball
And the worse pain
Comes at night
When no delusion
Can satisfy my mind
Try to find a night time remedy
But I think of every unpleasant memory
Every regret, every mistake
Etch tears on my face
And I can’t breathe
Close my eyes, close my eyes
But it doesn’t make me blind
It’s like all the darkness is binding
I keep looking but I’m not finding
Pace around the room again
Feel like I’m going somewhere strange
Escape all this chaos in my head
But it hasn’t gone away yet
Flex my fingers, squeeze my hands
Anxiety taking control
I see every awful thing that I am
Curl up into a ball
And the worse pain
Comes at night
When no delusion
Can satisfy my mind
Try to find a night time remedy
But I think of every unpleasant memory
Every regret, every mistake
Etch tears on my face
And I can’t breathe
Anxiety hurts
Depressions worse
I don’t know the first
Thing about fixing myself
My life is
Indecisive
I try to keep quiet
But I need help
And the worse pain
Comes at night
When no delusion
Can satisfy my mind
Try to find a night time remedy
But I think of every unpleasant memory
Every regret, every mistake
Etch tears on my face
And I can’t breathe
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