Whats The Worst They Can Do? Poem by Becky Ginn

Your feeling parinoid
your bloods turned still
any air that's in the room
is giving you a chill
you just want to run and leave
and get to saftey
but if you do when will you be happy?
Your starting to turn red
and you feel it's all eyes on you
your heart is racing
you don't know what to do.
Really, it'll be okay
this feeling will go away
really, just look around
at peoples faces, not at the ground
whats the worst thing they can do?
whats the worst thing they can say to you?
What's the most terrible thing that can happen?
and this poem is to say to you
really, whats the worst they can do?