Scramble

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Scramble

I don’t have a voice when I’m in public

I stare or I nod

But no real words

As if I am a mime

I may come off as rude

But I’m just shy I swear

And when I’m with my friends

Its easier on some days

But other days I feel trapped in time and space

I’m sorry if seem like just rude or intimidating

I have this supernatural fear of rejection

When I find my voice the louder voices scream

“oh no you don’t”

I crawl back into my void of loneness

Maybe I’ll try again tomorrow

But the chances or low

Ill be scrambling around

Running from the fear

But the fear will always be faster

And ill always give in

I try and I try and I try

But failure will always be filmier to me

Me and failure are best friends

Failure will always be there for me

Ill welcome it will open arms

Even if I try to push it away

It finds it way back every time

But I guess that’s fine..

 

 

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