It's overwhelming me,
Being alone helps...
When I'm around people,
I feel judged, like Demons are there,
In their bodies judging me,
Hurting me...
I'm always anxious now...
My habits - not eating properly, playing with my jewellery, having stomachaches, biting my pen, etc.
Is what I do now...
When there's too many people...
I get scared...
I get anxious I guess...
What's wrong with me?
Why do I want to be alone?
I want to be around no one...
Why am I feeling this?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem