Agony

Walking through the door, here we go again.
The smell hits like a rock, making me feel sick.
Nervous butterflies are filling my chest.
Fear is all around, covered with a smile.
Plop on the sofa, I flip through a book.
Heart thumping in ears, shiver up the spine.
One more minute here and I'm gonna die.
Suddenly I hear,
"The dentist will see you now".