Antisocial

Surrounded by one hundred people.
Up in my shell I’d rather be.
Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide.
Gotta engage in conversations,
gotta keep the smiles coming,
shake lots of hands and sketch faces one by one.
My heart is racing. My mind is blank.
My cheeks are getting tired from smiling
but it’s the best I can do to keep from hiding.

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