Nerves

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Crowds

They intimidate

They clap even if you are lousy

They just make the tension worse

A sea of eyes fixed on you

Words

They worry

They taunt and tease

You can't make it, they say

They make you want to whimper

Chosen just for you

Places

They're unfamiliar

You may know them or may not

You will be late, they murmur

They make you panicky and scared

A labyrinth built to trap you

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