What I've witnessed scares me into submission of sorts,
It turns me into a child that wants to be held
I seek consolation in eye contact with a stranger across the room
"Hey I've seen you before a couple times, please come be my friend"
I feel silly because I'd never think this way otherwise,
When I'm "sober" per se
I convince myself that I'm so foolishly independent
Isn't that all of us?
It takes a great emotional upset to realize that all it takes to make a stranger something more is but a word or two
But we carry on like big babies
Because it's comfortable
It's safer to linger within our own circles
Because it's comfortable
So I might allow myself more silly moments
I might make eye contact more often
And maybe give myself a chance to take one
