What is it!

I am bit scared of people
I crouch in corner seeing
even the friendlier smile,
To hide it I say ,
I am good to be left alone!
I put so many filters and
Try to interpret people’s action
In my own version,
Did I say ‘yes I overthink a lot!’
When it’s time to make
Meet strangers, I shrink myself
And wish to disappear.
True right, I couldn’t even succeeded in
Being my own friend!
Oh that girl has nice hair
Should I say that !
What if she just get angry at me,
I don’t let the words leave my mouth,
I always swallow, keep it safe in my mind.
Oh I am looking cute in this hair style,
But Why she is staring at me,
I end up concluding
‘I am not good looking’,
With sigh, I change my hairstyle to normal one.
I hide myself from others in fear of rejection.
I am always a little girl
Living alone, away from others
Convincing myself with fake assumptions
Is it a protecting shield or a self-contained prison!