It's the Voices

Well well well we meet again

Dear, useless, self-doubting voice in my head

The one that always brings me down

The one that makes all my emotions stick out.

I can never have a decent conversation with a nice stranger

Without having you whisper 

Right in my ear

"What if they're thinking rude thoughts of me

Maybe I should play it off as cool

Cool and collected

Hoping not to be detected"

So I lock me and my voice in my head

In my room so it's just us two.

"Never ever ever socialize "

It says, pointing at the blackboard 

"Always always always compromise

Your comfortable attire

They can frown and make weird faces

So make sure you worry lots about outfits 

And remember to stare at the floor

Don't look into their eyes!

They'll see your fear

Make sure to take them by surprise

By tripping and breaking things as you pass by

And make the sweat on your back visible 

By wearing that nice white shirt that's fancy"

The voice always tells me to do these things

It's not my fault I'm so clumsy.

 

Author's Note

When was the last time I actually wrote good poetry?

Reviews

[SimpleMind]

This was me!

Was. Right now I don't care what people say. I wear what I want to wear and I shut up when I don't want to talk to anyone. It's a nice feeling when you can go out thinking on where you want to go and not on what people will think of you.

[Bluefire]

I can relate to this. Well done, well written and intriguing.

[Akashi]

Thanks for reading!

[Bluefire]

No problem

[Arooj Purra]

nice poem ..keep on writing.

[Akashi]

Thank you :>

[Arooj Purra]

your welcome.

[Chidoriflower]

Very cool, thoughts have a way of controlling us; it's what happens when you get stuck being introspective. Thank you for sharing, I think a lot of people will relate. :P Also you write good

[Akashi]

Yep. . . . .

[I Am Svetlana]

This poem relates to me on such a deep level because these voices are always in my head if ever I decide to go out in public. I dread the constant worry of if everyone is looking at me, judging me when they don't even know me. Anxiety is its own personal Hell & it sucks to live with such voices in your head everyday.

[Akashi]

Yeah, it's hard but it'll pass (probably not for me.) Thanks for reading. :)

[Leslie Philibert]

Fine poem, both full of irony and serious reflection, well written!

[Akashi]

Thank you!

[iamshadowine]

This is brilliantly written! you've excellently portrayed your thoughts up here.... while reading this i could actually think of some incidents that happened to me just because a voice in my head kept on blabbering!
wonderful job!

keep writing :D

[Akashi]

Thank you for reading and reviewing! :)