Social Anxiety

People ask how I have PTSD, they say they know what I've been through. I may not have been intimate with death, but I've been treated like garbage most of my life. Who of you can say the same? I may not have been intimate with death, but I've been called ugly by every girl in school. Who of you can say the same? I may not have been intimate with death, but I've never been good enough for a relationship. Who of you can say the same? I may not have been intimate with death, but every time I feel someone is different I get used until I have nothing else to give. Who of you can say the same? Try as I might, I still can't talk to people. I feel like I'm trapped in a cage. I want out of this lonely hell, but there is no key. Now I'm waiting for the kiss of death, but even death does not want me.