I cried many tears
 I’ve felt so much fear
I hate living with this pain.
 A terrible disease with a single name.
I keep myself in a world safe and small.
 Around which I’ve built a wall.
Those who know me well,
 Rarely see this life I call, “A living hell.”
I put up barriers for protection from outside.
 And most days I close up and withdraw inside.
I feel most safe within my home.
 And anxiety overcomes me when outside I roam.
Doctors can name and give me pills,
 And I’ll sit and tell them how I feel.
I hope one day to beat all this
 And begin living as I long for and wish.