I've sat in my room for weeks.
Weak in my knees
Contemplating where are my keys
To free my beliefs in me from drowning.
The sound of my anxiety beats pounding.
The loud fears scream into the shrieks of sirens, dream police
Please, at least give me the result of my fees.
I have spent days and nights unbended knees.
Terrible fights as courage flees, gives the baton to fear as release
But running away never to me
as I chase my courage encourage me.
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