All

I feel

is left out.

They don’t really care.

I’m alone, and they’re together.

Group of five, plus one. Wow.

“I have no friends.” “What am I?”

I don’t know, but you’re not a friend.

Friends don’t exclude you because you have social anxiety.

Friends don’t leave you on read; talk to someone else.

Friends.

Friends don’t.

They’re not friends.

“I don’t have friends.”

“Am I just a rock?”

You’re a good person, but you

promised me I would still be a

part of the group. Where am I now?

Ms. Sidelines. People don’t care. Social anxiety girl. Wow.

That’s how I’m identified, love that for me. Friends don’t.