I try hard to be KIND
I try hard to be CALM
I try to be an ARTIST
I try NOT to be LAZY
I am TOLD I am HUMOROUS
The only bad thing about me is my ANXIETY
My worst enemy is my ANXIETY
It comes over me being KIND
It comes over me being HUMOROUS
It comes over me being CALM
It comes over me being LAZY
And it prevents me from being an ARTIST
Without creativity motivating me I can no longer be an ARTIST
I can never be myself when I’m ANXIOUS
I wake up scaring myself, not allowing me to be LAZY
Without a trembling hand, I can never be KIND
Without locking myself in, I can never be CALM
Without challenging myself, I can never be HUMOROUS
With anxiety, I’m challenged to being HUMOROUS
With anxiety, creativity is holding me back from being an ARTIST
With anxiety, I’m no longer CALM
The cause of my anxiety is always being ANXIOUS
Anxiety blocks out me being KIND
But with anxiety, I can no longer be LAZY
Forgetting my anxiety allows me to be LAZY
Forgetting my anxiety allows me to be HUMOROUS
Forgetting my anxiety allows me to be KIND
Forgetting my anxiety allows me to be an ARTIST
My anxiety causes me to be VERY ANXIOUS
Forgetting my anxiety allows me to be CALM
Anxiety holds me down not letting me be CALM
Anxiety holds me down not letting me be LAZY
Anxiety holds me down letting me be ANXIOUS
Anxiety holds me down not letting me be HUMOROUS
Anxiety holds me down not letting me be an ARTIST
Anxiety holds me down not letting me be KIND
I AM no longer HUMOROUS
I AM no longer an ARTIST
I AM no longer KIND
I AM NO LONGER ME