Shy


I sweat,the heat,the pressure
The never ending stare
whispering,laughing
The discomforting expressing of confusion
looking down on me
Taunting me, creating doubt in the
pit of my stomach, shaking me into
a state of discourage, with my
hands twitching and motionless
with every unsteady expression,
with every phrase that trembles out of my mouth
The wandering eyes of mine
Lost in the concentration
of the exhibitors of my words
straining to be heard
Searching thoroughly in the
encyclopedia of my mind
for wisdom.for intelligence,for humour
But all is lost,all has faded away,
as I stand, struggling to put words together
Burning up inside as I stall and fail
to bring out my personality and lose
myself in emptiness

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