''How are you doing today?'' sad and depressed I want to say but instead I mask up, so they can see a picture from a fashion magazine I straighten my back and stand tall, not even sure I can pull it off a pasted smile on my face as I lean in for an awkward embrace during this time, you talk to me unaware of my anxiety My eyes scan the room to see, where's the nearest exit between you & me You go on & on, it never ends, you're touching me like a long lost friend I excuse myself to the ladies look behind to see if you see me then I run out trying to breathe, hoping no door alarm's telling on me As soon as the cool night air welcomes me I run until I am home safely