I feel like I'm running;
How your chest burns for air.
My legs feel weak;
After I've been running for miles.
I can't sleep;
The mind stays running well after I'm done.
My stomach churns and bubbles;
Only in social settings.
I don't wanna talk;
Not to the person next to me.
I can't stop fidgeting;
These people make me nervous.
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Unseen Scars
RandomThis is a collection of poems of multiple different aspects of life that many hold back from the world. Along with each poem is a short little story to elaborate on the poem a bit more. Through these poems and stories, I only wish to bring it to lig...
