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social anxiety

As i walk into the public
my body feels so small,

as if i were a speck of sand
in the middle of space ,

i dont belong here ,

why did i have to come here?,

my stomach curls and knots,

i wonder what they think
as they see me walk by them?,

the thoughts keep racing,

my mind is constantly thinking
of every move i make ,

my hands shake.

when one speaks to me
i cant find the words to reply,

i cant look at them,


i try to block them out the best i can
but theres no point it never works,


some think im stuck up.
some think im just shy.
some think im strange .
some think .... what do they really think?
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