letsbeatthis
11-02-2013, 11:26 PM
This is for every misunderstood, anxiety-driven awkward person out there. I feel it too!!! Much love and hugs.
Btw, I'm new to this, i signed up mainly to just share this poem that I wrote yesterday morning. This is me expressing how I feel Play-by-play during an awkward moment.
MISUNDERSTOOD
THAT AWKWARD GIRL
saying all the wrong things.
The glares and the stares
from the eyes with springs.
I see them, don't you know that?
I mean, wouldn't you?
The eyes that turn a girl's soul a little blue.
I'm awkward, not blind.
I still use my mind.
How could you be so rude,
when I am nothing but kind?
I see that I'm like that,
it's no secret from me.
It eats at me,
and all I wanna do is Flee.
Awkward isn't your thing?
NEITHER IS MINE.
Yet it's in me, it's in me...
it runs down my spine.
I didn't choose this way,
I don't want this disease.
Can't I rid of this with just one sneeze?
It's not that easy,
OH how I wish it was.
Kindness doesn't kill it,
and I'm not sure what does.
Anxiety, it's Powerful.
It fucks with your mind.
From reality, it truly does make one blind.
"Just relax, be yourself.
Why are you so tense all the time?"
If I had a Dime,
for every Time,
that I heard that question,
I'd be able to pay my way out,
of this here depression.
I live and I cope,
No assistance from dope.
I love and I smile,
more than once in a while.
Acceptance is all i want,
God, that would be good.
To connect, to vibe,
to be UNDERSTOOD.
I'm normal, I'm ME,
it just takes longer to See.
It's so hard to overcome,
don't look at me like I'm dumb.
You don't see it, but i feel it
and boy, is it real.
It's like attempting to break through
a wall of steel.
Take a moment and think about it,
what would it take?
And GOSH, what a day that YOU would make.
To listen, to talk, to not be a judge.
Give them a true smile, with maybe a nudge.
It doesn't seem like much,
but you have no idea.
Put those judgements away,
for the rest of your day,
love me, hug me, and make me stay.
-Paula Escalera
Please, if you share this, keep my name with it
Btw, I'm new to this, i signed up mainly to just share this poem that I wrote yesterday morning. This is me expressing how I feel Play-by-play during an awkward moment.
MISUNDERSTOOD
THAT AWKWARD GIRL
saying all the wrong things.
The glares and the stares
from the eyes with springs.
I see them, don't you know that?
I mean, wouldn't you?
The eyes that turn a girl's soul a little blue.
I'm awkward, not blind.
I still use my mind.
How could you be so rude,
when I am nothing but kind?
I see that I'm like that,
it's no secret from me.
It eats at me,
and all I wanna do is Flee.
Awkward isn't your thing?
NEITHER IS MINE.
Yet it's in me, it's in me...
it runs down my spine.
I didn't choose this way,
I don't want this disease.
Can't I rid of this with just one sneeze?
It's not that easy,
OH how I wish it was.
Kindness doesn't kill it,
and I'm not sure what does.
Anxiety, it's Powerful.
It fucks with your mind.
From reality, it truly does make one blind.
"Just relax, be yourself.
Why are you so tense all the time?"
If I had a Dime,
for every Time,
that I heard that question,
I'd be able to pay my way out,
of this here depression.
I live and I cope,
No assistance from dope.
I love and I smile,
more than once in a while.
Acceptance is all i want,
God, that would be good.
To connect, to vibe,
to be UNDERSTOOD.
I'm normal, I'm ME,
it just takes longer to See.
It's so hard to overcome,
don't look at me like I'm dumb.
You don't see it, but i feel it
and boy, is it real.
It's like attempting to break through
a wall of steel.
Take a moment and think about it,
what would it take?
And GOSH, what a day that YOU would make.
To listen, to talk, to not be a judge.
Give them a true smile, with maybe a nudge.
It doesn't seem like much,
but you have no idea.
Put those judgements away,
for the rest of your day,
love me, hug me, and make me stay.
-Paula Escalera
Please, if you share this, keep my name with it