Anxiety

January 14, 2010
By Krook BRONZE, Buffalo Grove, Illinois
Krook BRONZE, Buffalo Grove, Illinois
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Games, Food, Sports.
Anything to keep your hands busy,
Your mind away from the pain.
The hallways crowded with familiar faces,
Faces that you wish to avoid.
Each and everyone of these faces is a predator,
A predator to your fragile identity.
You become highly aware of your surroundings.
Every conversation, every movement, every breath.
You can't react, your body is frozen with fear,
Fear of being laughed at by those familiar faces.
At any time you could break down from just one word, One glance from those faces,
Those familiar faces.



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