Short Little Shorties 2

38 Alone

Sitting alone, I often wonder, how would it be like to be among others?

Would I talk to them or just stay put?
Would they make an effort or be the same as me?
Would the room be full of silence?
Or will talks and laughter rule the show?

Would they curse me and belittle my hopes?
Or would they somehow help my confidence grow?

This is the question that keeps me in.
The one that always keeps me out.

No, I'm not afraid to be amongst people.
I'm just afraid to be judged by them.

And so, often, while sitting alone, I wonder how would it be to be among others.

And most of the times I bury that thought in the imagination's grave. Just so it couldn't come down to haunt my reality.

Yes, sitting alone, I often wonder, how long could I really sit like this?
All alone and lost in thoughts?

I'd love to be here forever.
But the question is, can I?
And more importantly, would the others allow me to?