pick a partner
or work alone
it's meant to be a choice
a simple, harmless, everyday
choice, but i'm scared
i'm too scared to get out
of my seat and approach
one of the only two people
in this stuffy, crowded room
i'd really like to talk to
and get to know
like passing spirits
in this short, insignificant
existence
they are also
working alone
we are the only
three people in
this room who
haven't moved an inch
who haven't picked a partner
was it a simple
choice for them?
or are they scared
of me as well?
YOU ARE READING
i wouldn't call it poetry
Poetrybasically, this is like less than half of my poetry journal. umm... here you go UPDATE: 12/20/17 I've been going through the long process of cleaning up my account so it'll be presentable for the now multiple people at school who want to read my emb...
