Anxious mind,

Anxious heart,

Yearning to see

The World.

 

Always telling myself

                    Don't talk to them,

                  Don't say a word,

                     They don't like you.

 

Don't want to

        Present in class

                                 Speak to even small crowds

                                          Ask someone a question.

 

No one understands

Why I act this way,

so disconnected

all the time.

 

It's so hard to tell them

I just can't.

I like you, but

I just can't.

 

Please forgive me

for making you present.

I didn't want to,

 

I just couldn't