Writing Prompt

It’s a junior high school dance. Lots of people here. I don’t need to be afraid. Just go up to one of the girls and ask her if she wants to dance. Just ask. Just ask.

“Hey, Sylvia…”

“No thank you, Skyler. Not now, not ever.”

She didn’t even wait for me to ask. I slink away. Now, I can hear Sylvia and her friends laughing behind my back.

“As if…”

“He’s the dorkiest guy at school.”

“Wh...

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There are so many people in the world

But yet I’m alone on the sidelines

Because no matter how hard I try

No matter how many people I try to please

I don’t fit in with a single one of them

Even when I’m surrounded by others

I feel like I’m so separate from them

I’m invisible to every single one of them

So I try to make them see me by standing out

Dress up in costumes and wear make up...

In a world so large

And filled with others

All I see is my shadow

Alone in my line

Sad forever

Need to be medicated

Tried to get help

But help never comes

Even when I ask

So here I am

Alone

Rotting

In the corner

Of this great big world...

Sitting off to the side

Wondering my friends aren’t here

It’s so goddamn loud

There are too many people here

Left AirPod in

Listening to my own music

It’s low-key overwhelming

The speakers blast other music

Phone set to vibrate

Getting a text from my friends

They say they’ve arrived

I love hanging out with my friends

Let’s do this against sometime

I’m sure I’ll be fine

Standing alone in the cro...

I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t invisible,

Except the times that are the scars from when I was little,

I try to forget but they remain irreversible,

It started early in life when I was left laying on the floor,

My dad drank and one punch always led to many more,

Like a never ending storm,

The fists would hit liked lightning and sounded liked thunder,

I prayed someone would care like idk mayb...

Smiles and laughter,

Banter in the air,

All while I sit here;

I am a ghost, a wallflower.

Not a single mouth speaks to me,

Not a single eye looks by,

I feel like I’m enclosed in a room,

Isolated inside.

Rotting in boredom,

Tuning in to talks,

My brain urging to join them,

Yet my body is a statue of anxiety.

Oh, to learn how to be like them,

To break from the confines,

_But how does a wallflower...

I go through these phases where I feel completely distant from everyone around me

I feel drained with any interaction

I feel

Small

I don’t know what to make of this

How to stop this from happening

It just feels like a part of me now

Like this is just meant to happen

But

Why?

The moon has its own phases too

It becomes full and everyone stops in their

tracks to ...

I’m sitting in this car

burning eyes tracking

The skinny girls

with their shiny legs

and shinier smiles

I stare

with eyebrows messier

than the blood pooling

beneath the skin of my knees

purple, yellow, green

hanging onto their conversations

by the skin of my teeth

They let me in

a door cracked open

Just far enough that my form

misshapen and awkward

can get through

They let me talk;

Trotting ...

If I were a thought

I would pass you by

Two,

Three,

Four,

Is company

Five

I arrive

And suddenly

a crowd

If I were a sound

I would echo

If you were a cavern

you’d answer back

If a crowd were a room

it’d be empty

If I were a thought

I’d pass you by

why

do you

give...

Words hit my head like they’re muffled by pillows.

I see the same world that you do,

But I’m not here.

I’m

Never

Here.

My friends are making casual conversation.

I probably just seem spacy.

It doesn’t matter,

I’ll be good,

I’ll smile and nod.

Sometimes nobody sees me.

sometimes

nobody

sees

me.

Am I an echo?

Do I bounce back your words like a cavernous wall?

What would it take for me to ...