Junks
I walked fearlessly into the room
But no one seemed to notice
At my legs my hands clenched in a tiny fist
I sat at the table and said a prayer
As I dug into my half cooked broccoli
I noticed something
You were silently watching me
I couldn’t think of anything from a to z
I cringed in my seat and laughed pointlessly at a joke
But you kept on watching me intently as everyone spoke
I looked down at my plate and examined the food
I gobbled down junks of meat trying to be rude
I wished you wouldn’t look at me the way you do
As I withhold a smile, of my consciousness
I’m laughing
Because I can’t help it when you look at me
When everything seems to freeze
Time slows down and I feel as if it’s now or never
But reality taps in and I know it’s never
I smile back politely at you and you look away
Every time you do it feels the same
But I withhold all the mushy emotions and tough it out
Because maybe one day you’ll save me from this
Maybe I’ll finally feel bliss
I chew silently on my last piece of broccoli
And escape the table
Escape my fears and untold fables
There’s much more than what you can see
Maybe one day you’ll realize you belong with me.
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