Fidgety #NaPoWriMo #AtoZChallenge

Don’t talk to me
Don’t look at me
Don’t think about me
Anything about “me”
Makes me wierdly jittery

Sounds stupid i know
But look at the shreds
Of tissue i just tore down
I am a walking shredder
Don’t come close to me..

Don’t look at my shoes
Your granma wears the same
Heels give me panick attacks
Dont judge,
You don’t even know me..

I felt your eyes
On my scratched nail paint
Don’t make me nervous
Why dont you
Just let me be..

My heart’s thundering
Yet i can’t stop pacing
I am not an ethlete
Its not fun!
It’s just terrible anxiety..

You wonder why im up at 3 am
With chips and loud music
Capering around in my hall
I am restless
Not having a party..

A random stupid thought
Is buzzing in my head
I am not a philosopher
It’s frustrating
And haunts me..

I can’t stand straight
I fidget foot to foot
If you find it embarassing
I won’t mind, just leave me

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