And then the resulting wave,
Of feelings that were set free.
Part sick, part scared, part brave.
I do not want to rock the boat,
But I don't want to sit here and drown.
My stomach a ball of anxiety,
And my face the lines of a frown.
I want it all to disappear,
However much I know that's not real.
My mind knows I must face reality,
But it's not what my heart wants to feel.
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