What... what makes a person anxious, nervous, scared, worried, fearful? Why is it so? What drives such emotion?
When I think about it, my hands shake, my legs tremble, my mind goes numb, my tongue seizes, my heart freeze.
I can't get it out of my mind, and it turns to regret when I do not accomplish it.
It evolves into regret, and I can't cry, because it is my mistake, my fault, my inability.
Even if it doesn't happen, speculation brings about the same chain of emotions, and why, why does it affect me so much? There are people who progress through this like nothing, but as for me, I guess still it is something that spikes my soul.
It's not a box others can unlock.
I must find my key, find my way, find where I started, and will start again.