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Anxious

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Forget to act,
Let your mask slip,
Stop playing for people,
Especially the ones who do not mean enough.
Be yourself,
Who you are,
To hell with anything else.

You have spent half your life trying to live up to expectations,
Ones you cannot surpass,
The other half worrying about people,
Who do not deserve your time.

They caused the anxiousness that you feel,
They put it there,
So why do you care about anything they have to say?
Fuck them,
Leave anything they say,

Way over there.

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