Sitting alone
In a bustling mall
I sit on an empty bench
My hands clasped together in a warm embrace-
Only for themselves to hold each other
My hair cascades down my face
My face cowers in fear from the world
Hiding itself and the beauty within
As if there was never any for myself to believe
My head dipped in a bow
Not moving one inch
And the earbuds in my ears playing endlessly
Songs that aren't even being heard
Just being played
My eyes were shut tightly
Closing the doors right in the face of the world
As I sit alone on a wooden bench
Encased itself as isolation for only myself
A secret barrier seen only by me
My hair sways as others pass by
Looking concerned but not enough to stop
The blood rushes to my face as my head falls
even further in between my legs
Sitting quietly
Pushing away others and the world
Just how I wanted it
But most of the time, the world doesn't listen
My eyes flutter open
My head lifts
My fists unclench
The earbuds in my ears are taken out
My hair cascades down my shoulders rather than my face
My facial expression softens instead of
hardening
I look endearingly to the person who sits beside me
He smiles at me.
My cold thoughts suddenly melt into a swirl of emotions
And I try to show the warmth flourishing inside me.
But my smile fails me
And it turns into nothing but-
A mask of confusion
But the kind smile of the other doesn't falter.
And this breaks open the one crack in my facade
Pulling until it is bare
And shows the smile from myself
A kind one-
Willing to let someone in
And willing to let someone hold my warm hand
Rather than my own two hands holding themselves up
Maybe just this time
I'll allow someone else to embrace me
And not rely on myself so much.
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PoetryA series of poems that are made either randomly or scavenged from the din in my head. Some have deep meaning, some are stories and others are just random. Just like the title I gave this. So... Enjoy! UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES IS COPYING OR PLAGIARISM...
