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.