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Seven years ago
I entered a place I knew nothing about
I felt dread and nothing but doubt
For there were new people I’d never seen
I assumed the worse and that everyone was mean
I was socially anxious and it couldn’t be helped
It still can’t be, but it’s a part of myself
I met some of my greatest friends
Some bonds that can’t be broken, despite it being the end
I never thought I’d see the day that we’d graduate
I still haven’t been on a date… damn
I didn’t know where I’d fit
But now I’m at the end with a brief respite
Before I start another four years of schooling
Hopefully then I’ll know what I’m doing
Four Years Ago, I’m socially self conscious
There were new faces for sure
My old friends could surely concur
Some I know well and talk to a lot
Some I rarely see in the parking lot
To those that only know Of me
I wish I didn’t deal with social anxiety
For then I’m sure we’d talk more often
Everytime I speak it comes with too much caution
Overthinking things like social conversations
To the point at which I need examinations
My brain stops like gears getting jammed
Or the night before a quiz and my brain gets crammed
Just getting to know me it might be anonymous
But I’m telling you now I’m really self conscious
How do I get over it?
I believe it started when I asked someone to dance
We were in sixth grade and it was the opposite of romance
The worst part was that I went ahead and made a tik-tok (music.ly)
A memory within that’s forever stuck
My very first memory of being socially anxious
I haven’t been the quite the same since
One thing thats for sure it helped make me
But what if it were unlocked with the unknown latchkey
Take a look inside my head and I’m sure you would see
So many different iterations of social anxiety
Day after day I imagine the worst
That I screw it all up, and my brain would burst
To all except my friends I go through scenarios
That I choke on my words, and speak monarios
So much stress on my brain overthinking situations
Even though I know, theres always hesitation
After all this time I haven’t found a solution
Other than practice, this is my constitution
Maybe I should practice speaking to people then?…
–Sounds dumb as hell
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The first thing that came to mind was social anxiety, that's where this piece comes from, I also continue to search for a resolution for my anxieties.