Social Anxiety

I don’t know who they are. I don’t know anyone’s name. Not a friendly face around. Not a single face I know. This nervous beating in my chest. How will I fit in with the rest? People are all around, which is why I feel so alone. I wanna leave. I need to go home. Please don’t make me talk. Please don’t make me stay. Please just let me walk, before I run away. I’m searching for an exit. Any escape will do. Why was I left here by myself, when I came with you? You know I can’t handle this. Me and people don’t mix. The nervousness is winning, the walls are closing in. I don’t know this group, I only need a friend. You said you’d be a minute, my watch says it’s been ten. I’m worried now as more people show up, and still no sign of you. Freaking out, just short of hysteria, is the best that I can do. I can’t take it anymore. I’m sorry I need to leave. Being in this situation seems the worst thing for me.