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Aug 2018
Rushed, crushed & swallowed whole.
That’s the feeling within me when I’m around other human beings.
Tongue is tied, twisted & my own voice gone from me.
Words escape me that bare no meaning & are not my own.
Deep fear of social rejection & never fitting in.
There a lot like me but they don’t like this me.
Where are the people for me that I can be intimate with.
Will I ever find them? Or am I one of a kind.
I’ll keep searching for them, one day I might find.
Bubu
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Bubu  29/M/N.Z
(29/M/N.Z)   
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     Fawn, eileen, Iska, --- and Coraline Hatter
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