anxiety flowers bloomed everywhere beneath my skin

do you know how hard it was having to brush this overwhelming sadness aside in school just to avoid looking all anti-social rude and stuff? especially when your classmates are all so bubbly, not being like them just makes you look so bitter; you just wanna dig a hole and hide alone inside until you're ready to interact with people emotionally, because it's not easy, pretending that it no longer hurts when the wound is still fresh.