The people around you. The sweat coating the complexion of your hands. Every muscle in your body tense. All your senses heightened. You look around frantically, as if your eyes are trying to grasp onto an intangible thing, to drown out this noise. But all you succeed in is gaining the attention from other people. No, this is not what you wanted. "Hey. You look pale. Is everything alright?" Of course nothing is alright. "You're ok. It's ok..." their voice drifts off into the abyss, sounding like a distant memory. All you can hear is the ringing in your ears, so loud it shuts off your thoughts for a minute. Just for a minute. Then it all rushes in, like a dam that's finally destroyed after years of holding the river water back. You break down into tears. Shaky, desperate tears. How could you not? The wailing brings a sense of shame and guilt. Guilty for burdening random people. Shame for looking like this. How could you? You don't need their help, you just want to stay invisible from the prying eyes of the others. Along with all of this, your breathing fastens. Like a car engine revving up. You go on with your day, though. As if nothing ever happened. Plastering a smile on your face and making sure your voice doesn't waver when talking are your only two lifesavers. La fin. don't be a silent reader <3 x
