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I'm sorry
That I will never make eye contact with you
And I'm sorry
That I don't talk all the time.
But I can't help it if I'm nervous.
I'm not self-assured like you.
It's not my fault if I stutter
And forget what I'm trying to say.
I'm sorry
That I can't be confident like you
And I'm sorry
That I could never give a presentation well.
But I can't help it if I'm nervous.
I'm not sociable like you.
It's not my fault I always worry
What others say and do.
I'm sorry
That I can never have a proper chat with you.
And I'm sorry
That I can't be carefree in class like you.
But I can't help it if I'm nervous.
I'm not outgoing like you.
It's not my fault I'm always stressed
By social situations.
I'm sorry you're so much more sociable,
I'm sorry I can't be,
But I really can't change,
So please don't try to force me.
That I will never make eye contact with you
And I'm sorry
That I don't talk all the time.
But I can't help it if I'm nervous.
I'm not self-assured like you.
It's not my fault if I stutter
And forget what I'm trying to say.
I'm sorry
That I can't be confident like you
And I'm sorry
That I could never give a presentation well.
But I can't help it if I'm nervous.
I'm not sociable like you.
It's not my fault I always worry
What others say and do.
I'm sorry
That I can never have a proper chat with you.
And I'm sorry
That I can't be carefree in class like you.
But I can't help it if I'm nervous.
I'm not outgoing like you.
It's not my fault I'm always stressed
By social situations.
I'm sorry you're so much more sociable,
I'm sorry I can't be,
But I really can't change,
So please don't try to force me.
Literature
Dysphoria
she sells 9mm shells by the seashore,
says she can hear the ocean.
but if you listen close to these shells
you can hear ghosts.
something borrowed, something blue,
something broken, something bruised.
she traces her fingers across the autopsy scars
while she counts her bones like currency.
she'll leave your skin screaming,
and sink into the whites of your eyes like a shipwreck.
can you hear the ocean?
Literature
What I Meant.
*Accidentally bumps into you*
-What I said-
Oh, I’m so sorry..!
-What I meant-
I just wanted an excuse to hold your hand
Cause even though I do the very best that I can
I can’t face this world alone
There’s too much I don’t understand
*Accidentally holds your hand*
-What I said-
Is everything alright?
-What I meant-
What should I do if I can’t tell between
The reality of life or if it’s just a dream?
I can tell the world is real enough
It’s just not as pretty as it seems
*Accidentally hugs you*
-What I said-
Are you okay?
-What I meant-
I guess I never wanted to believe
That something I helped
Literature
Would you?
If you were given the choice
To erase all your scars
Painlessly and permanently
Would you do it?
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Based on my experiences with social anxiety. This was just after I got 52 out of 68 on the SPIN test for very severe social anxiety, and I wanted to write something about it. It's rubbish I know, and I would appreciate ideas on how to improve it. Thanks.
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I can't explain how much I love this <3