FREE

The secret chit-chats in the corner arouse. Standing in the middle, I was just a loner drowned in thoughts.
The small talks here and there frighten. The brain explodes as the surreal thoughts enrol.
The random stares of the judgmental confuse me as I picture another anxiety attack.
All whilst my heart and brain advance in a decisive fight.
As sweat drips and my hand presses, the curtains of hell undress.
Just a step would escape me from the perplexing lot, better take it before my flesh starts to rot.
As I run away hysterically, thankful, I am , for the mellow friendship of a dear tree.
Boy, nothing better than the feeling of being FREE.