#notarap

Hi, my name is Daylyn… And i have a problem with crowded rooms…

Because whenever i walk in, I can feel my forehead begin Precipitating And not long after this heart starts palpitating Oops i lost my balance, i think my hands & legs are shaking

My eyes shift around , perceiving only gorgeous monsters. Close my eyes, cover my eyes, rip my eyes out so i can’t see their glare so proper. My confidence is entirely devoured As i heard them snicker and sneer And multiple whisper’s saying “you dont belong here”

Inhale, exhale i tried to catch my breath Trying to catch whatever independence i have left I cant stay I need to go i have to escape, I need to runaway from this coffin of judgemental hate.

The door shuts I’m trapped For atleast an hour which feels like eternity My hell has risen and my thoughts are a gift from hades. Have they located all of my insecurities?

Quick! look down at my phone pretend i’m alone distract myself, weakness will not be shown…

…But i still think weakness is all I show…

Dont look up! these strangers are now my illusional enemies P-P-Please don’t repeat “your just shy, you don’t have social anxiety! Don’t worry, just be happy!” How can i ? When its apart of my personality ?

The bell rings my forehead still sweating My heart goes back to normal beating I’ve wasted this whole class over-thinking And the teacher asks for my name and “why haven’t you been participating?”