The Woes of a Poet With Social Anxiety
How do I break this icy wall
of equal parts anxiety and awkwardness
that seems to spring up each and every time
I look you in the eyes and find myself
lost in your smile, or the way your glasses
catch the light, or even when you dance
ever so subtly when a good song comes on.
How do I tell you how adorable
I find your laugh, and how much I want
to just bask in it. I could scream compliments
in my head all night long, but the second
I try to let them escape somehow
I freeze up, lost in my own overthinking
and my worries about coming on too strong.
So instead I'll do the next best thing
and work out all of these racing thoughts
and things I wish that I could say to you,
pin them down under all this messy ink,
and somehow work up enough courage
to say all of this to you
in my own special awkward way.
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Posted Nov 28, 2022, 7:18 PM UTC