I don’t want to interact. Prying eyes everywhere I turn.
Shut my mouth, avert my gaze. Overwhelmed. Blinded by hate.
Forced conversation. Uncommon ground. Feigning interest in the bullshit you say.
I’m sick of talking, I’m sick of listening. Why am I here? I hate this place.
I’d rather be anywhere else. Don’t come near me. Leave me alone.
Social obligations. Petty trends. Following cues. Maintaining “friends”.
I fucking get it, I don’t fit in. I’m antisocial. I don’t connect.I’d rather be anywhere else. Don’t come near me. Leave me alone.
Draining. Leave me alone. Draining. Don’t come near me.