Sweaty PalmsA Poem by Maddy RoseThe thoughts going through your head as you pass people. What do they think of me? Am I good enough for them to notice me?Are they judging me? What if they find out I’m scared? I’m scared to be noticed. Scared to be forgotten. I wonder if I’m good enough. I try my hardest to fit in, making sure to stay out of people's way. Only talk when someone is talking to me. It’s hard to think when your brain keeps telling you you're doing something wrong. Are they judging me? I’m scared to speak my mind, what if I stutter and everyone starts laughing at me. People are whispering, what if they’re whispering about me. I feel like I'm painting at a museum, and everyone has an opinion on me. Nothing I do is going to please anyone. Constantly looking over my shoulder. Waiting for a jump scar to set me off. Anticipating something to happen. Are they judging me? © 2021 Maddy Rose |
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