A smile
The room is spinning
All the faces look the same
Sinister smiles and people grinning
Surrounded by strangers and I'm filled with shame
Their eyes pick apart my facade
In the moment I feel like an ant
So small and I can feel my stomach churn
Their quiet whispers turn to a chant
Fear builds up and my body starts to burn
Its happening again
I can't think of words
I try to calm down
They circle me like birds
In my emotions I begin to drown
But a smile brings me back to reality
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