With such ease
they cross the street, walk straight, and talk to each other
With incredible calm
they work, flirt, talk and move
up and down, side to side, in and out
like a performance with no rehearsal
While I struggle and words stuck in my throat
for the tiniest conversation,
For I make the most simple social interaction
a great feat
For I retreat in exhaustion
after what might be the easiest of the days outside myself.