Musings of a Madwoman

Anxiety can cripple you like a wounded soldier

The problems on the horizon only grow bolder

Anxiety is my worst fear

Takes away all that I hold dear

Anxiety affects my concentration

Please give me some emancipation

To be free from worry, trek and tide

Everyday more confident in stride

To one day stand tall

Without any anxiety at all

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