Terror

I feel that the nerves never go

They're like my shadow

Always running through my veins

Returning every time I stand in front of everyone

And it's probably only me that feels like dying

But giving presentations makes my stomach twist

And it always goes like this

Making my way to my desk

Feeling frozen dragging my feet to my destination

My body's temperature decreasing with every second

My cheeks hot like an oven

Making it hard to hide them

And when the teacher gives instructions

I feel the wind of the words passing by my ear 

Hardly catching anything she says

And  its probably only me 

But while waiting for my turn I contain myself from running away

I heard voices inside me

Some telling me "you better not mess up"

And others saying "stop talking nobody wants to hear you"

Repeating over, over, and over again

And it's probably only me

But giving presentations

Always goes like this

When my turn comes

Every part of my body starts shaking  

Making it hard for me to stand while keeping my feet on the ground

Feeling my heartbeat beating so fast

As if my heart is going to come out of my chest

While hearing the side conversations

And having everyone's eyes attacking me

Suddenly I have a lump in my throat

Keeping me from speaking my mind

Feeling like I'm about to pass out

And it's probably only me

But giving presentations is my terror

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