Behind the Smiling Girl

Dear Diary,

I sit in class and sweat

Praying my name won't be called

Hoping I am not next

The popular kids don't understand

Being so shy its hard to stand

Stand in front of a class and present the information

That's hard for me because if I don't I'll get detention

My name is called and I stand

I then walk to the front of the class

I begin to stutter and the kids can't understand

The kids laugh at my attempt to pass

They don't understand my feelings are like glass

I run out of the room knocking things over

I again fail to present the information

Because I am looked down by my congregation

Or so I thought....

The kids were laughing at their phones

Not because I can't present in a comfortable tone

But how was I suppose to know?

Hi, I am Cassidy and I have anxiety from my head down to my toes

Anxiety is like a wall

I crawl through school so I don't fall

No one understands it's a learning disability

That it's something that blocks my ability

My ability to stand and present

The thing that makes me count down the minutes

The minutes till I forget what I did

The minutes till school finally ends

The End...