some people are just naturally inaccessible
no way into their head
and it doesn't matter how much time you spend
carefully planning out what you'll say to them
and you hope that you might say something right
or stumble across a certain word
that happens to mean something more to them
and that they'll finally let you in
you know the people i'm talking about
the ones always staring off into space
eyes captivated on something more
probably a thought
trying to break through
that wall of self doubt
their worn-out minds containing
fragments of hazy memories
that they want to piece together
but then they remember how hard it is
to break through that wall of self doubt
and they desperately search for someone
to break through that wall for them.
A short poem I wrote when I was fourteen, in 2012.