I am too shy
To ask for help.
Too shy
To tell you the answer.
So I hide,
Behind the outgoing exterior
That you think is me.
That laugh?
Fake,
Just like the smile I give to you
When I walk in the room.
You're worried?
I've heard that once before.
Lies,
Let me be — alone— in peace.
Myself?
Broken,
Like shattered glass,
Thanks to society,
Don't try to fit in.
My fear:
If I ask you
"What do you think
Of me?"
Your reply would be
"I don't."
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A Complete Mess: My Mind
RandomFeelings: an emotional state or reaction Thoughts: ideas or opinions produced by thinking, or occurring suddenly in the mind In all honestly, my mind is a complete mess. Writing helps me get some of my thoughts, feelings, etc. down on paper. Writing...
