Oh yes, here I am,
In the middle of a thousand people.
Never wished to be here,
But my fate threw me here.

How can they be so happy,
And enjoy this span of togetherness.
Why can't I be that happy,
Tell me why am I so uneasy.

Oh there she is,
The so called smart girl.
"I think you should be like her"
Tired of hearing this all the time.

"Why can't I be myself dears"
Questioning was never an option for me.
Still the answer is very obvious,
"The society won't like you then"

I am tired, exhausted
I can't hide this anymore.
I am socially anxious and scared
And it is true I can't talk.

And NO, I can't change it by ignoring it
Stop expecting me to be like her.
Neither I am gonna change who I am
Nor I am gonna be an extrovert.

© Aryananda