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.