Ode To My Anxiety

People tell me all my problems and worries are due too you, my anxiety... 

That I worry too much, care to much, I overthink everything... 
With the honest truth you have been the closest thing to a friend.... 
You make me analyze everything thing possible, to me that’s a good thing.. you keep me from getting hurt, from bad situations, well most of the time 

I realized I had you in the sixth grade, when I had to talk in front of the class and my palms got sweaty and my chest felt like it was about to implode... ever since then I hide beneath your wings, captivated  in my thoughts, in my head..    

From my twiddling fingers, my nervous tapping, how my headphones are always in, blaring music to distract myself from the world around me... 

Dear anxiety, you captivate me