I'm not shy
I'm just terrified of your scornful stare
The things people will whisper
when I leave the room
I'm not shy
But I've spent so many years
Learning the unkindness of the world
I try so hard to avoid it
I'm not shy
I'm
Just tired to being hurt
I'm just tired of feeling like
I'm going to loose my mind
YOU ARE READING
Where do I go from here?
PoetryMoving forward isn't easy. I've found myself in life's waiting room. Some days I feel like I'm doing great and other days I feel like I'm waiting for life to begin. Nobody tells you how to be an adult. There is no guide book to falling in love. Al...
