A simple poem

missmary

Member
I wonder what others think,
when they see me?
A freak, an oddball, that misfit thing,
Hunched over hiding what?

Wasted four years doing nothing,
Buying textbook after textbook, expensive nothingness.
Missing class after class, quite a nonsense.
Others succeed while I fail quite miserably.

I once tried making a friend,
someone i thought so special and so sweet.
But he sadly tore my heart
When I sent a casual, friendly email,
He never answered, a truly confusing depart.

Their smiles, their conversations, socialization;
Why is it so hard for me while others speak so free, so calmly
So full of friendly, graceful glee?
I am letting life pass me by,
Social anxiety is the Grim Reaper,
Just waiting for me,
Waiting for me to give up.
I fear it is winning this time.
 

cosmosis

Well-known member
I love it :) It really shows the tormented emotions and types of things we all feel or have felt in the past.
 
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