Look at you
Are you feeling distressed
Each word stumbles out like a tumbling mess
They hate you
Can't you see
Their eyes are staring judgingly
And if their eyes could shoot daggers
You know that they would surely stab you
The stares all dissect you slowly
Ripping you apart searching for something
Maybe confidence
They won't find an ounce
Maybe that's how they know to pounce
Is this all in my head
It just might be
But all I can see is them hating me
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Author:
Naeners (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Why am I so nervous all the time??? Please tell me what you think. Constructive criticism is always welcomed.
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Comments1
This is amazing!!
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