"Explain who you are."
Okay here we go
I'm stressed
Compressed and decompressed
I'm a mess
Full of stress
I'm small
And not really tall
Also I really don't know anything at all
This is a lot I confess,
"Please, proceed"
I horribly confused at the simplest things
And anxiety rains on me like the fucking thanksgiving parade
I get distracted by every little thing
Yet I manage my grades and school work wonderfully
And awfully as I am
I try to be royal but I'm under everyone
Height and social wise,
Can you all believe your eyes? I feel as if I'm friendless at times
"Is that all?"
Yes of course,
YOU ARE READING
On The Spot Poems
PoetryThese are poems, I hope you enjoy them. They come from my heart, and whatever emotions I feel at 1 AM... Have fun, indulge in them if you will. Thank you, Merci, Gracias, Danke and Spasibo
