Catch Up.
Heavy breath
Sweaty palms
Beating heart
Trembling fingers
Racing mind
Bloodshot eyes
I exhale.
I inhale.
Catch up
That's all I can manage
Catch up
I scream at my mouth
My lips shake as I reach for the door
Catch up
My eyes dart back and forth
Catch up
Why?
Why?
Why?
Mind is racing
I can't mumble a word
My feet seem to take me
My mind is oblivious
I'm still caught thinking
Why did I say that?
Was it too eager?
Catch up
They think I'm a freak
Catch up
Why did I say good morning?
It's clearly the afternoon
Catch up
They hate me
Catch up
They never liked me
Catch up
They think I'm stupid
Catch up
I inhale.
I exhale.
I...
Jump.
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