The tightening sensation in your chest, the way your breath catches in your throat, and you feel as if everyone is watching you, waiting for you to do something wrong.
Their cold, calculating looks as you try to stumble your way through one measly sentence. Hating yourself before even speaking because you realize that your thought process isn't like everybody else's, you might say the wrong thing and what then? What if they hate or mock you?
You're so deathly terrified of something and the worst part, you have no idea what you're afraid of.
YOU ARE READING
Self-Destruction
PoetryFake a smile, No one knows you're broken. Fake a smile, it's easier than trying to explain why you're sad. Fake a smile, lie and say you're fine, it's easier then trying to explain why you do what you do. Quotes, Stories, Entries and Poems about wh...
