Walking in Thought

Why does laughter feel like a threat?
It can’t be about me… can it?
My thoughts get loud and messy.
I feel nervous, embarrassed for nothing.

I look around once, then again.
My mind can’t make sense of anything.
Were they laughing at something I did?
Or is this just all in my head?

I try to tell myself it’s fine,
But doubt won’t leave, it stays in line.
Every laugh feels like a sting,
Like I’m the joke in everything.

I don’t ask, I just look around,
Notice the way they laugh and sound.
I stay steady, I let it slide,
Focus on myself, keep my stride.

Maybe no one’s laughing at me,
But that thought’s hard to believe.
I stay calm, I let it be,
Just here, just me, quietly.

Laughter keeps ringing in my ears,
But I’m learning to face my fears.
Not every laugh is meant to break,
Some are just laughs — no mistake.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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