Molar Teeth

I have pretty bad anxiety

The world is crashing down on me

But no one else can see

'Cause it's not real

And I'm okay

My friends tell me that every day, that it's fine

But it doesn't feel that way, I want to cry

I want to dance

I don't fit right into my pants

'Cause I just don't eat

I hardly ever do

April and Max have got my back

I can text them when I have anxiety

Attacks

And I'm so tired

And I want to sleep

But then I wake up just to find

That my molar teeth just hurt so bad

Because they're clenched so hard these days

I'll take my time, I'll make a list

I'll go and talk to my therapist at least once a week

Sometimes a month

And I want to eat, I want to hang

But my brain tells me everyone wants me

To go

Away

I'll text my mom, I'll text my dad

I say I'm sorry, but it's getting bad again

I want to go home

I'll eat again, I know I'll sleep

I know this feeling's only temporary

So I'll shut my eyes

'Cause I'm so tired

And I want to sleep

But then I wake up just to find

That my molar teeth just hurt so bad

Because they're clenched so hard these days