Do you feel real

I thought I'd silenced you
But here you are again
Welcoming my anxiety
I've wanted to throw you out
But since you're the gate
I'll remain the prison
I thought I'd hear from you
Or you'd escape from me
Maybe I'm too scared to forget you
I just can't remember how it feels like
To function without
Absorbed in total free fall
It's a waste of time
It's not that serious

And then, when guilt consumes you in your yoga class
And your teacher convinces you
You have to come back more often to solve these issues
Right?
I look around and realize I am the problem
Am I put into this world solely to embody it?