I see her coming over to me with a smile on her face.
Oh no. Is she going to make small talk with me?
Here we go...
What am I gonna say?
Does she know me?
Do I know her?
Does she see the sweat pooling down my face?
Does she notice my hands shake?
Can she see me trying to end the conversation?
Does she not care?
Does anyone care?
Oh no. Is she going to make small talk with me?
Here we go...
What am I gonna say?
Does she know me?
Do I know her?
Does she see the sweat pooling down my face?
Does she notice my hands shake?
Can she see me trying to end the conversation?
Does she not care?
Does anyone care?
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ShanRippWriting
Jun 13, 2017
I can really relate to this poem. Using so many questions in this really captures what it's like to have social anxiety. If you added a little bit more about what you're actually feeling, sweaty hands, breathing picking up, heart pounding, it would add a lot of emotion to it and have the anxious feeling be even more noticeable. Great job! YWP intern Shannon :)