What happened

Dear God

What happened when you created me, 

with my crippling social anxiety?

Did you laugh as I shyed away,

when other kids asked me to play?

Why is it so hard to connect?

Why am I such a reject?

Am I destined to die alone, 

with nobody calling my phone?

Or am I just blind 

to the escape from my bind.

Maybe one day you'll help me see the light,

and my life will seem bright.

But for now, Ill lie here all lame

Signed, your dying flame