Reflections

At the doc’s clinic, waiting..
Watching and observing my own thoughts and reactions..

i want to run away,
dont want to be here,
feels a bit claustrophobic,
and i know its all those memories..
but still..

everyone has come with some one.
i’m always alone..
i hate it.
i dont want to ask doc
but a part of me doesn’t feel bad at all
coz its not wrong
its just something we have made taboo
so its bad in our own mind
and i feel stuck in my own mind again..

i hate this anxiety..

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