I wonder how they see me [ANXIETY]

Sometimes quiet is violent
I find it hard to hide it
My pride is no longer inside
It's on my sleeve
My skin will scream reminding me of
Who I killed inside my dream

Part 2, Anxiety. Now this piece was really hard to colour up since I thought it was either too light or too dark and I just completely messed up this one, it's too small compared to my other works but, that will do for now. 

Anxiety is probably the feeling everyone knows the best. The feeling of choking in the words you say and feeling judged by everything and anyone is crushing me inside and I feel like I can't breathe most of the time. Feeling like you're never enough and having panic attacks during an anguishing situations is the worst and I feel cold hands on my neck slowly crabbing a hold of me forcing me to shut my mouth.