Communication
I step into a room of people.
All are strangers,
To me.
I stand on the sideline
To afraid to talk,
Knowing that I,
Stumble with Communication
And find it hard to get a conversation to flow fluently
Communication,
It's always been my struggle,
It's always been my weakness
But I have to persevere and communicate no matter what
on a daily basis
Communication,
It's a love hate relationship.
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