Waiting, after school
Hot summer, afternoon
Different classes, different locker rooms
I'm at the gate
You're running late
I guess you're having fun
Chatting with someone
Someone who's not me
Who I'll, never be
Still, I won't complain
I know it'd be in vain
It's not your fault, that I'm this way
It's my own fault, that I'm in pain
Waiting, after class
Standing, steadfast
Eyes on the ground
People all around
I don't know why
Can't look them in the eye
I swear it's not because I don't try
Waiting, after the bell
My personal hell
The teacher nowhere to be found
My eyes again stuck to the ground
Your words crawl over my brain
You don't understand my silly feelings
Why am I so foolish, why don't I understand
It's really so easy, if I don't make it hard
And you're write, I'm silly, I'm foolish
I'm lost in a mess
Of my own creation
How insane is this?
And if you say it's so simple
I'm inclined to believe
Why would you to lie to me
So I choose to act, finally
My eyes dart up
Brown orbs meet blue
Panic floods my veins
I feel so confused
My heart pumping quickly
Tries to flush it out
But can't do so, so easily
Oh what have I done
My stomach drops
God what have I done?
What do I do now?
My eyes chain themselves
Back to the ground
Back to pretending
No else is around
Waiting, for you to notice me
I'm standing beside you, awkwardly
You're talking to a stranger
Or maybe someone I know
I don't look at their face
So there's no way to know
And your conversation continues
I wonder, should I go
I'm clearly not welcome here
No one's even said hello
And now I'm angry, not at you
But at myself, I'm such a fool
I'm selfish and thoughtless and stupid too
And I wish I wasn't aware, but I know it's true
I'm waiting
To suddenly change
To wake up one day
And not be the same
I'm waiting
To be like you
To lose myself
And find someone new
Someone better, someone smarter
Someone who doesn't everything hard
Someone who doesn't take everything to heart
Someone else, someone help
I was waiting
Waiting
Waiting
I never stopped waiting but I did wading
Wading
Wading
Through my fears and my tears and I found
Them, you, her, him
They didn't laugh at my hesitance
They didn't deny my pain or resistance
And still I'm waiting
I don't know what for
Anymore
But I can't wait to find it
This time I'm looking forward
YOU ARE READING
I Wonder Why
Short StoryPoem on all my high school angst/reminiscence about my social awkwardness. A few examples for context: Standing on the fringe of a group of people you know in class, no idea how to insert yourself into the conversation. Passing someone you know in...