Social Anxiety

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By Cort LaCasse

God forbid i take the wrong plate, 
And have to justify…
The space i've filled
The air i've breathed
and all the time that i have spent

If im to assume the words being spoken, 
are directed at me
and if i'm wrong, i cannot go along.
for existence becomes not more than pain

im sorry, please, i was just confused
i didn't know what i had to do
The self imposed rules, the thought of hurt
All become reasons, to not speak and avert

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