It's right in front of me.  The same old *******.  NO disguise, it's too late to cover up these lies.  I'm so disgusted, I'm turning inside out.  Already raged,  I'm trying to think before I shout.   Disputing in my head, rather if I should decide to walk away.  Losing control, my patients is slipping, I might just stay.  Words about to slide out, not quite sure of what I could possibly say.  Time freezes in that second of a moment, my heart beat starts to race. I can just imagine the confused look placed upon my face.  

Actions of mine are now based on fury.  All the faces around are drenched in worries.  If I walk out now, will they let me be?  Break from these forces keeping my body here and holding back me.  Give me the strength to let myself leave.  Before I am compelled to speak my mind. Have the others endure the meanings of my vile words and what they leave behind.  I assume it to be a confrontation of some kind.  While all these thoughts thrash through me, I hold dearly on to my last piece of sanity.  Before I possibly freak, lose my mind and am incapable to think.  Right then and there  I came up with the answer that I seek.  I unclenched my fists, grabbed my belongings and allowed myself to leave.  I only hope they let me be.