Irrational, unreasonable:
The need to leave,
To hide,
To go home.
Self-disgust, self-loathing:
Sudden & deep –
A painful emptiness,
An edgy restlessness.
Hide it away.
Smile. Pretend.
Nothing to see.
Nothing to say.
Only to pray.
July 8, 2015
Social Anxiety
By emtwytte
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