Its easy they tell me,
But that doesn't stop my stutter when asked 'What I would be buying today',
Telling me I'll grow out of it,
Doesn't help,
When I walk home from the shop,
Empty handed,
Because the thought of talking to the cashier scared me away,
Saying I should stop being stupid,
Only makes it worse,
As I lie awake into the early hours of morning,
Ashamed of myself,
For not saying all those things I couldn't say,
And doing all those things I couldn't do,
So you see,
Your words of encouragement,
Aren't really helping,
Are they?
Jun 4, 2013
Jun 4, 2013 at 1:26 PM UTC
Its easy they tell me,
But that doesn't stop my stutter when asked 'What I would be buying today',
Telling me I'll grow out of it,
Doesn't help,
When I walk home from the shop,
Empty handed,
Because the thought of talking to the cashier scared me away,
Saying I should stop being stupid,
Only makes it worse,
As I lie awake into the early hours of morning,
Ashamed of myself,
For not saying all those things I couldn't say,
And doing all those things I couldn't do,
So you see,
Your words of encouragement,
Aren't really helping,
Are they?
( I will fix this up a bit later on, but I really needed to this up to ease my mind.)
