A self-portrait - am I smiling?
Peel back my layers, one by one
They have no idea how I fear, I wonder if they even care I feel their vacant stare. Or is this my social anxiety? Alone in an abundant friendly variety.
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A self-portrait - am I smiling?
Peel back my layers, one by one
They have no idea how I fear, I wonder if they even care I feel their vacant stare. Or is this my social anxiety? Alone in an abundant friendly variety.
This is my nervous tic: licking and biting my lips. I never noticed until one of my friends told me
I get those annoying nervous ticks, playing with my hair, and chewing my lips. They all judge and stare.
A self-portrait. Do I look okay?
They have no idea how I fear,I wonder if they even care I feel their vacant stare. Or is this my social anxiety? Alone in an abundant friendly variety.
A self-portrait
These are my thoughts
Colbie Caillat - Try
Wait a second, Why should you care, what they think of you When you're all alone, by yourself Do you like you? Do you like you? You don't have to try so hard You don't have to give it all away You just have to get up, get up, get up, get up You don't have to change a single thing
Despite their happiness, with laughs and smiles, of kind positiveness. In utter thoughtful tone, I am so alone.
“I can’t stop grabbing my hair.”
I get those annoying nervous ticks, playing with my hair, and chewing my lips. They all judge and stare.
The walls come crawling toward determined to make it hard to breathe I feel everyone staring, I just want to flee.
Being in a crowded place, makes me feel so numb and nervous, People surrounding my face. I can't escape this feeling of anxious.
Talking to people is such a pain, searching for the words to say, I feel panic coursing through my veins. I'm left speechless and afraid.
They have no idea how I fear, I wonder if they even care I feel their vacant stare. Or is this my social anxiety? Alone in an abundant friendly variety.
Stop being tormented by everyone else’s reaction to you.
Joyce Meyer (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Despite their happiness, with laughs and smiles, of kind positiveness. In utter thoughtful tone, I am so alone.