one lost consept of total confusion/nervousness

something i put togetherr

they look at me like im stupid

they look at me like im slow

hating me already

most of them just dont know

reading only my surface

my stupidity im giving them a show

theyre looking at the danger

maybe i should just go

looking me up and down

heart wrenching no point i know

something meant to be a breeze

yet something so hard i cant breath

changing direction of my eyes

searching the tiled floor

looking everywhere but their faces

my mind not leaving the door

one tasteless touch of hope

reagaining full conciousness, i struggle to breath

finding the comfort i yearn for

satisfaction guarenteed

confidently i look up

i smile, try to continue

something i now understand

its not just me, its you too

Author's Note

ignore grammar problemss

Reviews

[Mandy]

I loved it, it was amazing, and it made sense.
I don't get the title, and the rythem is inconsistant.

supid
slow
already
know
surface
show
danger
go
then breeze, breath, eyes, floor?

Lol. Fix thatttt.