In a crowd,

The panic wants to hit,

I start to feel alone in the crowd,

Desperation starts to take over as panic wants to hit,

Desperate to find someone who’ll comfort me in the crowd.


I start to feel like I’m about to faint,

I want to run and escape from the crowd,

Would anyone care if I faint?

Is there anyone who’ll hold me tight in the crowd?

I fight hard so I won’t faint.


My soul starts uttering the words, “Please someone tell me that I’m not alone,”

Stop me from wanting to zone out,

Make me feel like being with others while panic is about to hit is better than being alone,

Give me compassion while I’m struggling to run out,

Please don’t judge me and don’t prove to me that it’s better to be completely alone.