In my head the fear whispers
Some people are just too good to know
Wait your turn or let them go
I can’t
To my skin it sends shivers,
Where are you? You’re missing out.
Useless, stabbing, loud self-doubt
I can’t stand it
Grasping onto conversation,
Feeling I want to know more.
But do they feel different than they did before?
I can’t stand it when we don’t connect.
i am **** at socializing