Anxiety

I don't drink but I'm drunk off the self doubt
Late at night and I can't sleep 'cause I'm stressed out
Kinda funny that I chose to go the rap route
And that I gotta prove to people I'm the best out
But I freak out at the meer thought of hitting the stage
When I perform I'd rather ghost like I'm Nicolas Cage
To this day, stuck in my ways filled with venomous rage

Voices in my head turn any good thing into a bad thing
I been dealing with the mad ting
I could tell everyone around me that I love them but can't say to myself ain't that a sad thing

Eyes low while I'm passing for palms because I'm nеrvous
Please don't think it's becausе I'm mean or it's on purpose
I'm running on low on real self-esteem and think I'm worthless
If earth was, a hotel I'd check out early, dealing with anxiety