From Where I'M Stood Poem by Amber Millar

It feels like a million different voices are talking,
All at once,
And I can't really hear what's being said,
Can't translate the meaning,
That's what it's like,
From where I'm stood,

It feels like I'm the only person in the whole room,
When it's packed right to the brim,
Like all the noise and laughter,
Is really only my imagination,
That's what it's like,
From where I'm stood,

I feel like I want to run and run,
From the walls closing in,
But I can't quite move,
With these limbs filled with lead,
That's what it's like,
From where I'm stood,

These tears streaking down my face,
I didn't even know they were there,
Until it was too late,
People are looking but nobody cares,
That's what it's like,
From where I'm stood,

The spotlight's on me,
Everyone's staring,
I flush scarlet and run from the room,
From people's prying eyes,
That's what it's like,
From where I'm stood,

I ran away,
But only far enough for you to miss me,
And come and find me,
But you didn't even try,
That's what it's like,
From where I'm stood,

Crying alone,
Scared, confused,
A knock at the door,
You've finally come, my ray of hope,
That's what it's like,
From where I'm stood,

Tears are gone,
Smiles replace them,
It's you, it's you,
You've saved me again,
That's what it's been like,
From where I've been stood...