Panic Attack

Based on true events... This was several years ago. I still battle anxiety, still get the attacks, and still remember that day...I will never forget it...

Walk on by, And I won't cry. Don't shed a tear, And have no fear. Move along, For I am strong. Hide the pain, And tears refrain. Panic attacks. Pow, Bam, Boom! Panic attacks. You back so soon? I can't make a call, My spirit, it does fall. My phone is dead. My heart fills with dread. I try all day, To get power and obey, But the phone it is dead, I think nothing can be said... Then my teacher comes along, "Give it here" she says real strong. She will keep it all day long, And I just cannot hold on. I tell her "Give it back", I don't say my panics attack. She's stubborn, Yes indeed. "A broken phone, you do not need." I run away, My tears betray. My friends do help, But my mind does yelp... "Go home, go home!" "Go get your phone!' "Call your mom!" "Get a cab!" "Mrs. Pendolphi shouldn't nag!" My friends ease my mind. They lend me comfort, ‘cause they are kind. A borrowed phone, But mom's not home. A few more calls, To Dad I bawl. "My phone has died!" "Help me!" I cry. A call he must make, This call, My mommy takes. She's on her way, My friends they stay. My heart, it pounds, My mom is found! Soon she is there, I have no cares, The panic does stay, But my heart don't betray. My mom's my life, She knows what’s right. She can help, yes it’s true. That my mommy's love is true. She gets my phone, And we head home. My friends say bye, And as I thank them mom says bye. We get home, I go to sleep. My thoughts are blurry, My heart feels weak. Panic attacks can kill the weak. But I am strong and think on my feet. I must rest, School's out in a week... School is out, I am glad. No more panic, Which does drag. No more classes, No more school. Bye Pendolphi, You were a fool. You didn't listen, You did me wrong. You didn't listen. Good thing I'm strong. Goodbye school, Until next year. Goodbye panic, Unless you speak, And take my body, Like you did last week...