My anxiety is unbearable this time,
I'm having a break down.
The clock is about to chime,
But I feel like a clown.
When I walk in,
I know they will stare.
I know I'm not a ten,
But is this fair?
My insecurities fill my head.
Why am I doing this?
Critical is what I'm being fed.
I walk out knowing it's a hit or miss.
So here goes nothing...
I have a modeling interview today, wish me luck!!