Everyone is looking at me
I don't like it
even a bit
It feels so strange
I feel bad
I'm getting insecure
Of my looks
I'm getting Nervous
What will happen next
Is something on my face
Is my hair looking good
Is something on my clothes
Maybe a stain
That's why people are looking
I'm getting self-conscious
Some girl is coming towards me
I don't know Her what will she say
What will I say back
Oh she introduced herself
And I stayed there
staring at her
dumb founded
not replying
After a few pauses
I told her my name
Well it wasn't that bad To talk
And we soon became good friends
And I realised It was all in my mind
I'm not strange
I am not insecure
I'm not self-conscious
But still I don't like talking much
It's better to stay silent
Then talking rubbish
But I'm not sad anymore
I'm happy
And I'm not insecure
Off my looks
Anymore
- an introvert girl
