I walk into a store, to see people staring
Someone taps my shoulder. I stop breathing.
A man was behind me asking if I was alright.
I cry hello and dart away from this ever-living hell hole...
I'm in the bathroom trying to find my breath, holding my chest
I walk out and hear people laughing. Could they see through me?...
I get everything I need and walk to the front. The cashier says nothing but stares.
I could feel it coming up, but I didn't bother it...
I go to my car and sit there in fear.
Everyone was there. They were all near...
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Poesía♡ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 is just a small book of some poems, Mostly thoughts I have during the day. People with serve Anxiety will know what I am talking about, but I want everyone to know what I am thinking through the day. Thank you for stopping by! ✧ 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚�...
