Paranoia Of Teenage Girl Poem by caz 123

Paranoia Of Teenage Girl



She walks around and stares at her feet,
Not knowing which one's gaze to meet,
Is her hair ok? She doesn't know.
What about her uniform, her skirt's too low?
She hears someone shouting a name,
Blushes, with the greatest shame
And watches all the people laugh and stare...

yet no-one even knows she's there.

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