Awkwardly out of place
does it show on my face
I stand close to the door
hoping to be ignored
I hear them laugh and talk
I think I will take a walk
I look outside this window
Wonder where I can go
I wasn’t always this way
But lately its every day
I never know what to say
So I just drift away
It’s like I cannot breathe
so I try my best to leave
their voices pierce my skin
like a thousand little pins
This is a social storm
Stabbing me like a thorn
I want to scream and run
I’ve had enough, I’m done
I wasn’t always this way
But lately its every day
I never know what to say
So I just drift away
Awkward and out of place
This is a demon I face