Social Anxiety

My eyes are plainly open, but I just can't see.
I can't see the path beneath my feet,
the path in front of me.

Which one am I going down?
The rough one; but worth it?
Or the easy one but deserted?

I have social anxiety, phobia if you will.
I can't see the sunlight- and I live in constant chill.

I'd like to climb the mountain on fear; and look over the seas.
Not looking over my peers, observing far away.
They tell me to start talking to others.
I look at the darkness around me.
Not to be a stray.

It's not that easy, I have to say.
They live so freely; every day.
Some of us have it harder.
I'd like to hide, whimper, and whine.
But intervention does some crazy things.

I wish I could have some help without being scared.
People are generalized in my mind; as something to fear.
I know it may sound pitiful- I know it may sound weird.
But my path is full of stones and leaves.
Let's just make this clear.

Social Anxiety.