Everyone is looking at me,

Waiting for me to speak.

My mouth stays shut.

My brain is screaming.

My face is turning red.

I want to run.

But my feet won't let me move.

I'm as still as a statue,

Frozen in place.

The voices in my head tell me to run.

To escape this feeling.

I'm a statue on the outside,

but my inside is screaming and shouting.

People think that I am just me.

But I am more.

I am in constant awareness of everything around me.

More than just one person lives inside of me.

Those people control me.

I can be one person around my friends.

Then another person in front of my family.

But in front of a crowd, I am a statue.