I dread the road
the thought of stepping outside
gives me chills
I have learnt to breath freely in small spaces
that breathing in open spaces feels like im suffocating
not used to crowds
no, I'm lying
I don't love crowds
in the mist of people
my insecurities scream louder
my confidence shrinks
and my smile fades
I dread going outside
that malls and shopping feels like torture.

lejuliet_m

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