Anxiety is holding me captive
They told me to breath
But my lungs are black and forgetful
Smothered by chains you'll never see
They tighten
My body tenses to stop the pain
My stomach strains
Nausea is fast approaching
My mind is deranged
"I'm in control" the script was a lie
I'm the face of a show
Anxiety pullls the strings
Late nights, bright lights
All eyes are on me
Different day, same performance
Wishing I could hide behind the curtains