​Lonley

Lonely

I hate people…

I hate people…

I wish I could connect with people.

Everyone seems so strange.

Their faces look strange.

I do not look at people.

I look down

I look around

I look at anything but them unless…

Unless…

Unless… it is necessary…

It must be absolutely necessary.

Only for a brief moment.

Every couple of seconds

I will break contact and look down.

But I must…

I must…

I must…

Always look back into their eyes

Only for a brief moment…

Hoping they don’t notice…

Notice…that I am struggling.

I only look when it’s necessary to appear normal

I only look when it’s necessary to appear normal

Appear normal…

Normal…

Normal like I belong here…

Here…

in this space…

Here in this body

Here in this mind

Here in these clothes

Here in this conversation

Here in this friendship

Here in this family

Here in this home

Here in this class

Here in this school

Here in this job

Here in this doctor’s office

Here in this restaurant

Here in the store

Here in this skin

Here in this…

Here in this… Life.