I'm sorry I can't start conversations
And that I too quickly finish them
I'm sorry that my prolonged hesitations
Can only be explained in a poem

I'm sorry I don't always smile
And that I avoid your eyes
I'm sorry that I take a while
Before I let down my disguise

I'm sorry that I act depressed
And that I always seem so sad
I'm sorry that I'm always stressed
Which sometimes makes me mad

I'm sorry I'm afraid of judgment
And of what people have to say
I'm sorry my anxiety is abundant
Debilitating me throughout the day

I'm sorry for saying that I'm fine
When I need someone to hold me closely
I figured you'd read between the lines
And see that I'm so lonely

So please don't stop talking to me
Even if you're always the first to say "hello"
Your presence makes me feel so free
And I don't want you to go