My FaultA Poem by Om Nom Ninja Sheep
You know,
I'm not just shy. I don't talk because I'm scared to. I'm afraid I'm going to say something wrong. Afraid to embarrass my family and draw attention. I don't enjoy people noticing me. I try to be better so nobody does. I just want to curl up and disappear. Constant anxiety, Overwhelming depression, Continuously building stress, Sometimes, I want to speak, but I am stopped by these feelings. For me, self-loathing is the result. I just can't help but blame myself for this. I feel it is my own fault For what they called "social anxiety."
© 2012 Om Nom Ninja Sheep
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