Talk

Nate Owens

 

I wish I could talk

Why is it so hard for me

Everybody else does it so easily

I try more and more everyday

But the words they come less and less

And it brings me all of this stress

I always have to talk

But i always find a way out

And when i do talk

They always tell me “speak up”

I feel the pressure like a weight on my chest

Like the walls are caving in on me

I feel the other person staring wondering why

All the sweat is just pouring

Down my face and into my eyes

The stomach starts churning

When all I'm doing is asking a simple question

I get done and wonder to myself why

Why was it so hard for me

This should all be so easy

And they all look and tell me

Talk

This poem is about: 
Me

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nateowens

The poem is about my social anxiety and how it affects me.

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