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.