Even though it was pouring rain outside i was burning up, 

I looked down at my hands only to realize how red and clammy they were. 

breath quickening heart begins racing i can feel it coming on, 

i keep being leaned on and held i need my space i can't breathe

looking frantically through my bag i find it my little pink savior

a little bit of water and i hide myself from the world in my arms

I pretend i'm watching the storm from the comfort of my bed.

the bell rings and i head towards the giant mass of warm bodies,

every passing glance stings i wish i was invisible. 

I can see the familiar faces of 3rd block, home stretch 

once i'm behind the desk i turn my music on and drown out the room 

there's no one here but myself 

like a ostrich i bury my face in my arms and sleep hoping when i wake up all the monsters will be gone.