late rides

April 29, 2016

bus.

florescent lights.

music ringing loudly in both ear as high anxiety rushes through my body.

there are too many people

too many eyes

these eyes

these eyes are staring at me

staring at me or out the window?

I'm not sure

but these eyes

these eyes make my skin crawl

as my leg wont stop shaking

and thoughts of death come to soon

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