Dec 2014
My hands just sit in my lap
Fidgeting with each other
Shoved in my sweatshirt pockets
Playing with my hair nervously
Tucked into my elbows with crossed arms
Grabbing onto my own body for stability
Retreated into my long sleeves
Fidgeting with each other
Shoved in my sweatshirt pockets
Playing with my hair nervously
Tucked into my elbows with crossed arms
Grabbing onto my own body for stability
Retreated into my long sleeves
I wish someone would pull them out.
But then again, I'd probably die.
But then again, I'd probably die.
