You see motion surroundingyou
like you're in the eye of a hurricane
stillness becomes your friend
when you want to disappear

No one will speak to you,
or seemingly notice you.
You stoically put up with it
when you really want to be seen.

You hide and you cower
behind your frozen facade,
but you yearn for more
you whisper to yourself "notice me, please."

You want to stand out
in the open air, and
show yourself, but its too late
you are already alone.