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Feb 2020
This social anxiety
Will be the death of me
Just leaving my home
Is a mission on its own
The thought of seeing
Some one I know
Is killing me inside
Its taking control
I hate myself
I dont know why
So please dont ask
When I cancel high and dry
I cant face the world
I can barely look in the mirror
Without wanting to change my appearance
Maybe its the words my ex husband said
Or the scars he left
around my neck
Maybe Im ashamed
Of how I let him treat me
But it was a long time ago
So please dont blame me
I did what he said I tried to be good
But I guess I just wasnt good enough for him
Written by
Raven  25/F/USA
   Mrs Timetable
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