uncertainty crossed my face,
while possibilities reaching into my brain
made me realize i was unsure of what to say.
careful of every move -
even watching how i breathe.
is this fear, anxiety,
my mind playing tricks on me?
please, tell me...
before i leave.
YOU ARE READING
the Angry Girl
Poetrysome things are better off unsaid but they were tossed in my head so i decided to scream. Original content. Lowercase intended throughout the book. Previously titled "Tossed Thoughts". Highest Rank: 4 in Poem, Poetry
