In crowded rooms, I stand alone,
A silent heart, a heavy tone.
Eyes that glance, yet never see,
The anxious storm that dwells in me.

Words unspoken, thoughts confined,
A battle waged within the mind.
The world a stage, I play my part,
With trembling hands and racing heart.

Shadows cast on every wall,
A whispering fear that I might fall.
Yet through the haze, I seek the light,
To break the chains, to end this fight.

In moments small, I find my grace,
A breath, a step, a gentle pace.
For though the night is long and deep,
The dawn will come, my soul will keep.