“why are you so quiet”

i’m not sure how i’m supposed to answer that
do you want the truth
the truth is that i know
everyone in this room would choose
everyone else over me
i am just background noise here
if i did speak up my voice would be
drowned out by the obnoxious
music i don’t listen to and people
talking about things i don’t understand
no one here knows me
no one here even cares about knowing me

i think i’m going home