Analysis of Hold On

Heads spinning, look at all the people. Keep breathing, look at the signs start reading. Is my heart beating fast enough? Pick out colors, name 5 songs, I need air, cant breathe, the migraine starts to weave. People are staring, I must be white as a sheet or red as a beet. Feeling flush and faint. I gotta run, find a way out, didnt I see an exit looking south. Instantly my nails go in my mouth. My eyes are burning starting to sting, vomit threatening to come out. The ground starts to spin, nausea and dizziness come together. I need some relief, I refuse to believe this will last forever.