Tricky Lane Exit Reader Mode

What is it???

What is it,
Creeping deep into me,
Crippling my confidence?
What are those,
Crawling into my skin,
Paralyzing my senses?
What is it, gruilling my breath?
What are those,  rattling my brain?

What are those,
Shrieking into my ear drums.
Crying out loud…
‘Worthless, hopeless, inept.’