
Upon entering a room,
your heartbeat starts to race;
your hands begin to sweat,
your thoughts pick up their pace.
Imagined eyes are on you,
every stare feels true—
though no one really notices,
it still feels real to you.
A place to show my work

Upon entering a room,
your heartbeat starts to race;
your hands begin to sweat,
your thoughts pick up their pace.
Imagined eyes are on you,
every stare feels true—
though no one really notices,
it still feels real to you.
boy have I felt this a lot! 🥰🥰🥰