Below is the poem entitled A Social Disaster which was written by poet
Walsh. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I walk into door frames, I trip up the stairs.
I rant on about stuff, when nobody cares.
I say all the wrong things, and freak people out.
It's just theres no filter, from my brain, to my mouth.
I'm socially awkward, and horribly shy.
I barely say hello, and never say goodbye.
I'm one of those people, who tends to just stare.
Then complain about you, forgetting you're there.
I'm sullen and mean, as barbed as wire fence.
I'm so insecure, it's a form of defense.
I'm bad at making friends, but when I do.
I make it for life, my friendship is true.
When I walk anywhere, i stare at the ground.
That's why I accidentally knock people down.
I laugh at bad jokes, and all the wrong times.
I take it too far, misinterpret the signs.
When i talk and I'm nervous, it makes me talk faster.
I might as well face it, I'm a social disaster!