March 8, 2017
By clarisse.garduno BRONZE, Rancho Cucumonga, California
clarisse.garduno BRONZE, Rancho Cucumonga, California
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I am an internal conflict that’s perceived in physical expectations.
I sit in movie theaters,
loiter in restaurants,
and sit on park benches.
I am loved as a wish, but hated as a feeling.
You can be staring me straight in the face or I can be an illusion in your head.
Always felt, always seen, but never heard.
I am silence’s shadow.
but I can make you see who you really are.
I sit inside and fester.
Like a dreary sickness where the cure is worse than the infirmity.
I am an introvert's worst nightmare.

The author's comments:

This peice was a very personal and emotional thing for me to write, Iv'e been dealing with this for a while. After giving is some though I came to the conclusion that I can't be the only person feeling this way, so why not share it? This is for the people who wouldn;t put it in words.

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