Anxiety entering my body, like regular oxygen
Stuck inside a cage, trapped like a pigeon

But from inside I'm all rotten
I don't understand, I'm forgotten

People say stop being dark, think positive
I'd rather kill someone and jump off a cliff

Then fly like a villain up into heaven
It might be hell, a beautiful burning garden

Trying to find my peace in God
My lost prayer might get caught

ArtZee X It'sArcane

The title is originated from the two words anxiety and happiness, making it Anxieppiness.

© ArtZee