The most annoying part about anxiety
Is knowing exactly what I need to do
But then ignoring those thoughts
And pushing all my problems and my worries
Until tomorrow comes
Now I feel so numb
I wonder what my mom would say
I wonder what her friends would think
They don't care
I wonder what my dad would say
I wonder what that man would think
He's proud of me
I bet he'd be proud of me
The second most annoying part about
CRIPPLING ANXIETY
Is knowing that I can never
Feel this good again
About anything else new
And they're telling me
Oh they're always telling me
What a good job I've been doing
But it feels like I've done nothing at all
I wonder what my mom would say
I wonder what her friends would think
They don't care
I wonder what my dad would say
I wonder what that man would think
He's busy off in his fantasy football life
I measure my self worth by my online followers
Even if I didn't I'd probably still
Feel
Like this (shit)
