Went simple with a piece, describing how a panic attack feels, deriving inspiration out of personal experience. It occurred quite a while ago in a crowded place, felt dizzy and had to leave.
Screaming, "The fuck are you tryna say?" My anger settles, I let it lay
There is sickness stretched beneath everyone's skin...
This poem is about being involved in any type of relationship and knowing you aren't the one in control, but still not acting on it.