This is so true! No one really sees how bad something is until they take off their rosy red glasses. It's difficult to not judge someone without walking in their shoes. I love how you have one theme throughout the poem and you describe it so well. Anxiety is awful and no one knows it until they have experienced it themselves. Well done.

This piece has a great flow and rhyme to it. In particular stanza 3 - I quite like this poem. :)

Sometimes living in the world of illusion is better than the alternative. A most enjoyable read. Milly x

So true, Gwen. You have put it beautifully.

Seeing life through rose tinted glasses is no life at all hope that makes sense.
This is fantastic

Gwen, nicely done! Our very fragile selves are only a glass pane away from being shattered.