i cant knock on a door or ask for a napkin
i cant call you and ask you how you are
i will just pray that you are doing fine
i cant raise my hand to answer without fear of being wrong
i cant freely hangout with new people without feeling of being judged
its like being in a cage thats unlocked
i can get out but i have unwillingly locked myself
i can not discuss it with my parents , fearing they will not understand me
wanting to feel but i have made myself numb
it is like suffocating but you are still breathing
its not a way to live but its a way to die.
manya
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introverted girl
Poetryhave you ever felt how an introvert will feel when asked to open up about her feelings do you also want to say same words as i do?
