I wish I could speak my poetry out loud, but I just stutter and end up giving people weird looks.
My voice isn't something very inspiring it's more like a stammer out of my mouth, I'm shy and I often keep my head down so others can't see me.
When people tell me to speak, to speak in front of others that just isn't as simple as you may think not for a person as socially awkward as me.
~E.M.C
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Hurt Beyond Repair.
PoetryHurt and frightened and no where to turn except for my journal. Curse words being streamed at me and you would have thought I had a father for a sailor. ~E.M.C Many poems focusing on the subject of Mental Illness, that many suffer with and the su...
