That feeling you get when you're lost in a crowd. My heart starts racing, my throat goes dry, and I get this overwhelming urge to run away and hide. "I don't want them to see me." I think to myself as I cower inside. So many people, so many faces. Why is it such a fight to stay? I can't help but think of Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls. "I don't want the world to see me, cause I don't think that they'd understand." Do other people feel this way? A complacent look on the outside, but on the inside I'm trembling. I have a secret though. And I square my shoulders, and lift my head as I sweep over the faces pretending I'm looking for someone I know. I briefly meet people's gaze with a hint of a smile, but they don't really know how afraid I really am.
The lyrics, "It took awhile for you to find me," mean a lot to me. Because it means that even though it took awhile, someone still took the time to look.
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