Social Anxiety
Social anxiety
It’s so simple, but it can ruin lives
My life
People talking feels like heavy metal blasting in my ears
I can’t hear
Their words get scrambles into alphabet soup
But I don’t speak alphabet soup
So I stare blankly into their eyes
Hoping they won’t notice—but they always do
Looking around the room I see bright smiling faces looking at me
They form a blur
A blur of bright colors on clothes and smiles on faces
I freeze
Lay my head on my desk and close my eyes
Nothing will stop, but I’m safe on my desk
Safe from people talking
Safe from acting normal
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