I wonder if they wonder
Every time I leave the room,
I wonder if I am bid goodbye with ‘Smirks’.
Each time I enter a conversation,
I wonder if I am welcomed with a ‘Sigh’.
And what happens when I talk too much
I wonder if there is ‘restlessness’ in the room
A hurry to see me ‘quiet down’.
And then when I don’t talk,
I wonder if they think I am too dumb to contribute to the conversation.
When I show an emotion different from others,
I wonder if I come across as the weak one going with the flow.
All those nights I choose my books over people to converse with
I wonder if they think I am too self-absorbed to care for anyone else
I want to stop ‘the wonder’
I am quiet because I am trying to listen
I talk too much because I have been quiet too long
I look lost because I am trying to remember a memory so special that reminds me the same feeling I am having in your company
I think differently because I am evolving
I am not stagnant but exploring a world so new and enlightening
But today I am quiet mostly because I am trying to remember who I was before I started to ‘wonder’ so much.