I'm a shy and anxious soul
often clumsy with my words
I make pitiful mistakes
I lack work ethic and confidence
I'm easily steered, easy to break
My clothes don't hang beautifully on me,
I have no clarity or grace
I'm embarrassing, ridiculous and often dull
I shatter daily, fall in love with the idea of freedom
yet crave solitude
I cry easily
avoid people
I'm not breathtaking or magnificent,
I don't stand out
I rarely elicit charm or charisma
I could trace each of our fleeting conversations back and
correct every word that I've uttered,
but I would annihilate myself before I hurt you even a little bit.
Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 8:40 AM UTC
I'm a shy and anxious soul
often clumsy with my words
I make pitiful mistakes
I lack work ethic and confidence
I'm easily steered, easy to break
My clothes don't hang beautifully on me,
I have no clarity or grace
I'm embarrassing, ridiculous and often dull
I shatter daily, fall in love with the idea of freedom
yet crave solitude
I cry easily
avoid people
I'm not breathtaking or magnificent,
I don't stand out
I rarely elicit charm or charisma
I could trace each of our fleeting conversations back and
correct every word that I've uttered,
but I would annihilate myself before I hurt you even a little bit.
I'm not proud of this in any shape or form; it has no structure at all but I was exhausted and headachy and bleurgh
