[Backstory: My take on social anxiety at school]
2:12am, wide awake thinking of the following day
People people everywhere
Chatter chatter in my ears
Atmosphere made of social fear
They stare stare and make me scared
Of me, myself and I
Butterflies butterflies all around my lungs
Making me suffocate.
Corridors filled with howling dead wolfs,
All crawling towards my feet
Trying to climb up my legs.
Oh what a vision
Phew I am safe for now.
In my bed at 2:20am.
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PERSONAL POEMS
PoetryCollection of poems, few based on real life events. Includes sadness, suicide, love, thoughts, abuse, hope, pain and agony. Do vote and leave a comment if you liked it ;) Wish you a good reading xx
