nervous wreck.

My area of expertise
s found in
sudden twitching
and lip biting.

Downcast eyes
and a faintly
noticeable trembling
mark my flaw
of nervousness.

It may as well be
tattooed upon me,
as permanent
as it seems to be
anymore.

If I could find
the perfect button,
I’d sew this
nervous disorder
inside
as prettily
as I could.

That you way
you would never
have to see me
like this.

I’m a wreck.