Apologise
Im not trying to avoiding anyone
or trying to be mean
sometimes my anxiety controls me
Like shackles on my feet
If you only knew how
going new places frightens me
can be so overwhelming
I rather not go I rather not answer my phone
I rather be alone embarrassment
makes me feel weak
stops me from doing new things
And they call it social anxiety
I'm not trying to keep my distance
apologise if I come off rude or mean
I'm just dealing with these demons
That's inside of me
Copyright © Jaquesha Webb | Year Posted 2016
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