The world makes me nervous
When I try to pretend
Like I couldn’t care less,
But it makes my trust bend.
They judge every action
By a giggle, a glance.
Searching for reaction
I don’t want to give them a chance.
I look inside, searching
If I was ever that bad?
Their smiles, pushing,
Me deeper and sad.
I try now, to speak
To forget for a while.
Betrayal by my squeak,
And I want to run away a mile.
But I’m not scared, just nervous
It’ll pass soon; it’s not new.
And I couldn’t care less,
For I’ll judge them, too.
Thanks! Nervousness and self consciousness is something everyone is familiar with… that’s why I wrote this.