Hey guys! This poem is inspired by passing periods at my school 😬.
Funnily enough, I never struggled with claustrophobia before the pandemic. Maybe I just wasn’t exposed to the sheer number of people at my school before, or maybe it’s because I got used to having tons of my own space. Who knows?
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Crowds
I push
Trying to go to another
Mindless class
They close in
My neck is so exposed
Tripping over my shoes
It’s hard to breathe
I cannot think
I need to get out
Staircases
I shove
Trying to escape
The tide of people
I am a mouse
Trapped in my hole
With the cat lurking above
Wishing for home
Warring with
The claustrophobia
People
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