Anxiety

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 25, 2018

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Invisible hands squeeze my chest, 

Grasp my throat. 
Words try to claw their way out
But all die on my tongue. 
I do not wish to annoy you. 
Silence is best. 
Only speak when spoken to. 
 
Should your heart beat this fast while at rest?
I feel a bird fluttering in my rib cage,
And butterflies in my stomach. 
In my mind, everything is a test,
One for which I have not studied. 
It should not be this difficult. 
Everyone else makes it seem simple. 
 
My tongue is tied. 
My palms are clammy and my hands shake. 
Should I express my thoughts?
No, I will be judged. 
I was not asked and they would not care. 
It is better to stay quiet,
Right?
 
They are all making plans around me. 
Did they just invite me because I overheard?
They do not really want me to come. 
I do not want to bother them. 
Will they believe it if I pretend to be sick?
Just be silent. 
Go and just try not to be in the way. 
 
They will all think I am stuck up if I do not talk. 
I want to be normal and join the conversation,
But I do not want to interrupt. 
My pulse is quick as I decide to speak. 
The words wither in my throat. 
The moment passes. 
Maybe it is for the best so I do not come off foolish. 
 
This crushing feeling,
Does everyone feel it?
They say I am awkward,
Is that what they see when they look at me?
I wish I could fit in with everyone,
Why am I like this?
I always feel so alone. 
 
I cannot get enough air in my lungs. 
Everyone else is having fun. 
I want to be a part of it,
But I will just ruin everything. 
Breathing should not be this hard. 
Being around people should not be this difficult. 
Why can it not be as easy for me as it is for everyone else?
 
Is there something wrong with me?
 
Am I broken?


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