Everywhere it's just the same

I know there's only me to blame 

I'm left behind, I sit alone.

I'm tired of being on my own.

No one notices, no one cares.

No one even knows I'm there.

I hold back tears, fake a smile.

It only lasts a little while.

The tears fall down, I start to cry.

No one even bats an eye. 

I cover my face with my curly hair.

They go on laughing without a care.

I leave the room to cry my tears

As if it would wash away my fears.

But I'm still lonely, shy, and sad.

So I tell myself it's not that bad.

Being alone gives me time to think

But it also makes my spirits sink.

The only thought inside my head

Is how I wish I were like them instead.

Why does talking come naturally 

To everyone, it seems, but me?

If I could only say one line,

Perhaps their confidence could be mine.

All I had to do was try it

Or be content with being quiet.

I only got in a word or two

Before being interrupted by who knows who.

Another time, I tried again

Just to meet an equally bitter end.

I said my line, word for word.

But no one around even heard.

I decided to try just one more time.

I took a breath and said my line.

Everything about it was all wrong.

I wanted to cry but I had to be strong.

My confidence shattered when laughing ensued.

I tried to laugh with them but I found it quite rude.

My failure becoming their new favorite joke.

Because I didn't think through the words that I spoke.

I decided to never again speak in a crowd.

My words were much better when not said out loud. 

I broke this promise with little thought,

Hoping it would get better, but it did not.

Maybe I'm better sitting alone.

Keeping my words all for my own.

Why should I stand up and face my fear

Just to say words that no one wants to hear?