Crowded Poem by The Silence Heard
Crowded
Surrounded by those who care,
so why do I feel trapped?
Like the walls are closing in, and I feel so small.
As if a giant spotlight is shining on my every flaw.
Smiling faces and arms open wide,
I should be embracing it but instead I run and hide.
The search party goes out,
and they shout out my name.
But I am nowhere to be found.
I had to escape this crowded place.
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4/26/2024 2:04:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The tendency to isolate oneself is more common than people realize. You've expessed that well.