February 14, 2018

She sits in a classroom
Anxiety takes over her thoughts
as the teacher starts
calling names
She walks through the crowded  halls
Fake confidence
Fake smile
She gets to her next class
It all feels the same

She walks through the
crowded halls, again,
to get to lunch
She sits down at the table
Alone, anxiously awaiting
her friends arrival
“Are people looking at me?”
her friends sit down
“Do they actually like me?”
Anxiety fills her mind
Fake laughter
Fake smiles
just fake it all.

She goes straight for the door
head down,
walking as fast as she can
She opens her car door,
Sits, taking a deep breathe
“The day is over”
She’s driving home
as she clears her mind
with her favorite music
She walks through her front door

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