Sitting at a social function
I do not want to leave the room
I despise my isolation
I’m calm inside my living tomb
I do not want to leave the room
The people out there scare me rigid
I’m calm inside my living tomb
Outside my manner is frigid
The people out there scare me rigid
I’m alone on the precipice
Outside my manner is frigid
I wish I were not so anxious
I’m alone on the precipice
I despise my isolation
I wish I were not so anxious
Sitting at a social function
© 2017 by Benjamin Goodrich
Vox Humbug 
I can only do ‘social’ if it is planned. This is relatable! Have a great day.
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I’m sure many will relate to this piece – great imagery! 😃🐻
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I relate greatly with the line, “Outside my manner is frigid”. This is especially true when I’m in a state of anxiety in a social situation and I can’t seem to find any other way to deal with it except to try and contain it by not allowing the fear to show on my face. The result is I often look frozen or blank because it takes so much effort for me to keep the anxiety under wraps.
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This is Fabulous!! I’m only “social” in blogging, otherwise my recluse status affords me a rich inner world 🙂 Very best blessings to you!
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Totally get this.
Thanks for sharing at the Go Dog Go Cafe today!
Stephen
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Reblogged this on Stoner on a rollercoaster and commented:
On MAY 17, 2017 Benjamin Goodrich wrote:
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