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 Apr 30 Jace
Johnny Allen
If you look back in a 2014-17 high school yearbook you’ll see a picture of a hurricane of awkward moments ravaging a tiny coastal town called my self confidence.
My hands never knew where to rest and I couldn't keep eye contact for more than 5 minutes.
My eyes introduced themselves to their friend the floor every time someone looked my way.

Hi……..

Being awkward is only being able to muster up a “Hi….”
But then have the commitment to see out the next long moments of silence.
Being awkward is spending a lifetime learning how to jump into water
But not knowing how to swim.

Being awkward is saying “Thanks Mom”
To your sixth grade teacher
Being awkward is answering a number question with “Yes”

Being awkward is keeping your skeletons in your closet
Just for them to fall out when your mom cleans your room.
Being awkward is telling a fast food worker “You too”
After they tell you to enjoy your lunch

Being awkward is saying “I love you” after ordering pizza.
Just to realize the same person would be delivering it.
Being awkward is cancelling the debit card
That’s sitting in your pocket.

Being awkward is smiling nice for a picture
Just to look photoshopped in when it’s developed
Being awkward is thinking a million ways of avoiding a problem
And forgetting the one way to deal with it.

Being awkward is ___
Being awkward is remembering to do the second part of something
While forgetting to do the first.

Awkwardness is like a soda machine
Your money is your actions
The soda is your words
Your change is social q’s you don’t pick up on .
 Apr 30 Jace
Benji James
Just a glimpse of you
Has awoken these emotions
Are now floating
In my subconscious mind
Bringing imagery before my eyes
I remember back to when
Once we walked these streets
Hand in hand
Talked about absolutely everything
I had so much love and admiration
For you
Never would have thought
Things would have ended
The way they did
Then again I was a naive kid

Once we were so close
Now everything  feels...Awkward
Whenever I see you...awkward
Whenever I hear you...awkward
How did it ever come to this
Thought you and I
Were destined to be together forever
Alas all I am left with now
Is awkward feelings and a silent mouth

It’s been years since we last talked
I cut you off after being rejected
More because of the silent treatment
I was receiving
I poured my heart and soul into you
You couldn’t even give me a yes or no
And maybe I’m still bitter
But can you really blame me
After all that time
I was there for you
Through every heartbreak
I was the one who wiped those tears away
You couldn’t even take the time to reply to me

Once we were so close
Now everything  feels...Awkward
Whenever I see you...awkward
Whenever I hear you...awkward
How did it ever come to this
Thought you and I
Were destined to be together forever
Alas all I am left with now
Is awkward feelings and a silent mouth

We’d been through a lot of up and downs
We always managed to come back around
But I stopped all of that
When you couldn’t take the time to
Write me back
I was done playing second best
Watching you date every other man
Still don’t regret that decision
I can’t help but think of you
Because when all is said and done
Still have love for you,
Even though you broke my heart
Just another song
now this is all you are

Once we were so close
Now everything  feels...Awkward
Whenever I see you...awkward
Whenever I hear you...awkward
How did it ever come to this
Thought you and I
Were destined to be together forever
Alas all I am left with now
Is awkward feelings and a silent mouth

©2018 Written By Benji James
 Apr 30 Jace
Cailey Weaver
Awkwardly I stand my ground.
Awkwardly I'm standing there.
Should I smile? Should I frown?
Awkwardness is in the air.

Awkward in the morning fog.
Awkward in the evening light.
I've been awkward all along.
Though I think that I'm alright.

I've got lots of awkward friends.
We are awkward every day.
The awkwardness it never ends.
But together, it's okay.

Awkward I am, but I'm proud.
To be awkward is a gift.
I don't have to make a sound.
I can give the mood a lift.

Though I'm awkward I still smile.
There's much to be happy for.
I'll be walking down the isle.
Awkwardly and then some more!

There's no point being ashamed.
If you're awkward, please be proud.
If you're awkward and get blamed.
Just awkwardly smile and say real loud:

"I am awkward, but that's me!
And that is how it's supposed to be.
So come and be awkward with me.
If you try it, then you'll see!"
 Apr 23 Jace
Mrs Anybody
when
i feel lonely
i look up
at the moon
knowing
that she looks
at me too
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 Apr 23 Jace
undefined
I dreamed I was painting with a dancers feet again.
I woke and there was hurt, which is love, which means life and God and good... So, hurt can't be all too bad I guess.
Little by little
I come no closer to understanding
Why I long for closeness
(An introvert like me)

My friends might deny it
But I know
Why the dogs don't tug on their leashes
And why I never wave hello to their owners

There are moments when
I am reminded of a stranger saying
"It's difficult, huh?
Having a sister that's an extrovert?"

In the middle of the night I wake up thinking
"No, but what's difficult
Is wanting to be the best friend I can be
(An introvert like me)"
I used to be totally at ease with being an introvert (unaware of it, even) until I realized social success comes to people who are outgoing, and that's when I craned my neck to see if the grass really WAS greener on the other side. Guess what? It was.
I'm too shy
to say my thoughts.
I'm too shy
to speak up.

I'm too isolated
to make many friends.
I'm too isolated
to defend.

When you find me some paper,
or a gentle screen,
I'll speak up,
and I will say what I please.

I will rant,
I will rage.
I will create a war,
though it doesn't seem me.

The thoughts in my head,
kept quiet until now.
I have found some paper
to make my crown.

Don't put me in public,
don't put me on stage.
I will only blush
and stammer away.

I am an introvert,
so quiet, you see.
But I am the loudest
of the three.
Extroverts are loud.
Introverts are silent.
Ambeverts are both
where the three are seen.
 Apr 23 Jace
XIII
Nature,
silence,
peace..

Music,
lyrics,
melodies..

Poems,
stori­es..

Introvert's friends.
 Apr 23 Jace
Elana Carter
Being an introvert means thinking in design. In a structured and creative way.
Thank God for art.
Being an introvert and communicating whats on your mind is like describing a circuit board.
Thank God for art.
Being an introvert is like being at the bottom of the ocean filled with floating ducks.
Thank God for art.
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