(I want to talk, I want to speak,
But all of a sudden I have gone weak.
The air will not leave from my lungs,
It feels like someone nailed down my tongue,
Thoughts are flooding my mind, but
My mouth may as well be sewn shut.
I cannot look you in the eyes,
My lips are all but paralyzed,
My body is frozen, but overheating,
I can't even form a simple greeting.
Involuntarily crying, I can hardly see.
I finally manage to mutter) "What's wrong with me?"