Social Anxiety

What it feels like to suffer from this disorder...

I can feel all eyes staring at me

As I enter a crowded room

Cold sweat beads my forehead

I then begin to swoon

 

My hands get clamy

The heart starts to race

It feels like pressure’s building

flush consumes my face

 

Do they hear my stomach growling

Can they sense the internal fear

All of a sudden a ringing sound

That I begin to hear

 

A high pitched whistle

Shhh….everyone listen

Please pay no attention

To my face which now glisten

 

Do they not acknowledge

Out of utter propriety
the words that I do stutter

From social anxiety.