At school I smile and put on a huge act 
                              I talk to my friends and become outgoing
                              I joke around about silly little things
                              But a few of those "jokes" I wish they could see through 
                              Jokes about my personality
                              About who I am
                              I'll say I'm antisocial with a goofy smile
                              And that I'm shy with a huge laugh
                              But if they really knew how much those words applied to me, 
                              I don't think they would have found the joke funny
                              At stores I will walk away if anyone come into an aisle
                              Because I don't like being around people
                              I get scared of many things and thoughts rush in my head
                              I walk with my head down so I can't see anyone
                              So I won't see them laughing and wondering if its about me
                              I may seem confident when I talk in front of the class
                              But my face is flushed and my voice shakes
                              I prefer staying at home cause that's where I most feel safe
                              But even at my own house I feel the way I do
                              I feel as if my brother judges me,
                               And My mother is disappointed in me
                              I don't really know when this all began but I have a hunch
                              It's my fears controlling my life
                              My fear of rejection 
                              My fear of isolation 
                              And most importantly, my fear of deception 
                              They all work against me to make me how I am
                              And I'm not going to fight back really
                              Cause what's the point?
                              So I'll remain antisocial 
                              I'll remain shy
                              I'll remain as everything I don't want to be
                              And continue my play where I am the lead role
                              And to my mind, everyone is the bad guy
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Serendipity and Sorrow
PuisiI. Just poems that I have written. Consists of sad, happy, and anything kind of poems to help you! Was "A Dream Within This Nightmare"
 
                                               
                                                  