Accusations of Me

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At first it was the lack of company,
Then the lack of response,
Then being told I talk about myself too much,
Now,
A statement.

If I had to choose three people that enjoyed my company,
It would be them,
But sadly it's the opposite,
I annoy them.

I knew it before when I left,
The feeling of being unwelcome was unbearable,
Felt too much like a burden to stay.

I thought that was over with an invitation one day,
A simple trip to the mall,
I can't be that bad if I'm being invited,
Maybe I was overthinking again.

But sometimes the anxiety is right,
Sometimes I am annoying,
But sometimes is also every time I speak.

So now I should resolve to staying silent,
Keeping my peace on the outside,
And working harder to be less of an inconvenience.

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