Anxiety vs. happiness
oh how I love my anxiety
how it turns my stomach upside down
and makes me crawl under my sheets in my bed
how it makes me over-think everything
and stops me from doing a lot of stuff
now what is that?
Why should I want to be happy?
Nothing excited about that
I don’t want any butterflies in my stomach
and be able to do anything I set my mind to
Why should I want to live carefree
when misery is so interesting?