Hold it in, get a grip
Tighter, tighter, tighter
Hold back the tears, keep it in
Breathing- but not getting air
Faster, faster, faster
I feel the panic rising
Get out! Get out! You’re gonna cry
You’re gonna burst, you’re gonna crack
Fear holds fast to my heart
Ugly thoughts attack my mind
Can't, don’t, won’t
Throat raw and swollen
I run to the bathroom
To let my lungs let go
I hyperventilate, I can’t think straight
The tears are free to flow
Dizzy, fizzy, fuzzy
My head against the stall
My breaths begin to slow
as I force them to comply
I dry my eyes, I wipe my nose
And fight the urge to cry
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