I trip over myself so hard that the walls are always melting.

My stress fueled heartbeat echoes in my ears so loudly that I fear the heavens will shatter.

In a room full of friends and familiar faces I sit quietly; I feel like a stranger with no voice.
The day they taught us not to take it personally? I guess I skipped it.

My breaths come and go as the seconds morph to minutes, muted by the pounding in my ears.

Clenched fists boil the blood I taste from biting my tongue as the words I crave to utter shatter off the back of my teeth.