Back to counting the hours
until I get to go home.
Back to awkward encounters
with strangers I know.
Back to wearing my earphones
in tense public spaces.
Back to standing alone
in a sea of the faceless.
Back to socially inept,
standing in corners,
intense introversion
and wishing it was over.
Back to hiding my flaws,
my quirks and my oddities--
not talking too much
because I say all the wrong things.
It's back to the grind,
and I'll muddle through
because at least when it's over
I'll be home with you.
Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 12:14 AM UTC
Back to counting the hours
until I get to go home.
Back to awkward encounters
with strangers I know.
Back to wearing my earphones
in tense public spaces.
Back to standing alone
in a sea of the faceless.
Back to socially inept,
standing in corners,
intense introversion
and wishing it was over.
Back to hiding my flaws,
my quirks and my oddities--
not talking too much
because I say all the wrong things.
It's back to the grind,
and I'll muddle through
because at least when it's over
I'll be home with you.
