I Am So Dumb I Feel Like I Know
How To Do Things That I Can't Because
Im Weird And Not Socially Educated
Explain feelings to me.
I must be clueless.
Interactions.Conversations.
I missed the memo-curious
Since when was it fine
To kill the vibe.
The want in my chest.
The want in my mind.
No point and not blessed.
I could talk.
But I don't need to.
You could talk to me.
But you don't want to.
The want
It spreads far.
To everyone.
To everyone.
To everyone.
(This poem was based on I Am So Depressed I Feel Like Jumping in the River Behind My House but Won't Because I'm Thirty-Eight and Not Eighteen by Sandra Cisneros)
