That Feeling

That feeling you don't understand but can easily recognize. That feeling of just wanting to go and wander. To be surrounded by strangers. To be alone with just music. That feeling that makes your stomach ache and your head hurt. That feeling of not existing. Of time being frozen. Of invisibility. That feeling you will never understand but will always recognize.

This poem is about: 
Me

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