I let myself be bare
Open and exposed naked as the day I was born
All could see me yet I couldn't see myself
An open book all could read but none understood
One moment elation the next not in the mood
There cold and confused I stood
Staring at their faces
Some were seemingly sad some artificially happy some In-between but none content
All aloof and alone not one could connect
All dreading closing time for there was no one to go home to
Some in complete terror not even a home to go to
I have to admit that at times I felt scared too
I felt no glimmers of hope I saw no glimpses of light
Too weak to put up a fight