drowning in my thoughts.

panic.

It's what I feel when I'm walking through the halls in school; the walls are caving in on me and the people are crowding around me. I can't breathe. So, I focus on my destination and keep my eyes forward. I walk past so many people, some of them my friends, and I don't acknowledge them. I've got the constant urge to cry during the six minutes I'm in the halls, but I conceal it. If only you knew the way that my heart was beating rapidly trying to jump out of my chest, but clenching tight at the same time. If you could take a look in my mind you'd be in tears. If only you could feel as helpless as I do on a daily basis. But you don't know what it's like; it's the scariest thing in the world. It feels as if your whole world is caving in, right on your chest and your mind is scattered like broken glass across a hard wood floor. It takes all my courage to walk through the halls and not cry. It may sound stupid to you, but in my head it's terrifying. It's me overthinking my daily tasks, and I don't know how to make the pain stop.