Socially AwkwardA Poem by Andrew WilliamsonA tale about a boy who can't handle social situations
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Awkward. Yes. I am aware, that I watch you from a distance just to drop an awkward stare. To awkwardly announce to you, whilst awkwardly awaiting, that introverted awkward greeting, and yet I’m still debating, The awkward way to awkwardly, strings sentences together, I’m socially inadequate, stuck in awkwardness forever. Where awkward me fits awkwardly, like a puzzle, incomplete, a missing word, perhaps unheard, I’m awkward nice to meet… © 2015 Andrew WilliamsonAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAndrew WilliamsonLondon, South East, United KingdomAboutI'm Andrew, an 18 year old from the UK. I wrote my first poem when I was 10 but only discovered a passion for it when I was 16 after I found I was able to communicate through the words I wrote, someth.. more..Writing
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