There is a figure who looks afterFrom birth she just watchesShe just followed with parentBut then when you get out of schoolShe took me by the handHe ..
Why do our fears chew at us?Why do they tear through our mind?Why do they leave us shaking and scared?Why do they make us cry?Why does the media push ..
This is sort of a self-help poem. Many of my friends and family have suffered and do suffer from depression and anxiety. My aim has always been to hel..