Sometimes the world seems so large
And I am so small
It swallows me, indifferent
Leaving this anxiety
Tingling in my spine.
My stomach turns
My hands shake
And the loneliness settles
As a dull ache.
Even my own reflection is unfamiliar
And my own name
Is an unknown language.
It is like being the only one awake
At 3AM
Except it is 7:30PM
And the world still seems
So far away.