By: Katya Rodriguez
even if I’m in a room full of people.
As if I could just disappear and no one would care.
Like a wall,
I stand there while listening,
watching silently as time passes.
I want to cry,
but my voice feels trapped inside itself
and nothing but a whisper is heard.
Sometimes I get in my head,
looking at the same four cobblestone walls,
and I can’t find an escape in the maze I’ve made.
I want to run away into the moonlight,
but I stay frozen in place,
as the sun shines in my face.
I’ve lost sight of who I am,
no longer recognizing that feeling,
of a gentle wind in your hair.
I’ve lost sight of the truth,
running in circles within myself.
Is it worth it?
I don’t recognize the person staring back,
A stranger who smiles with me.
Where has the time gone by?
Ticking like an old grandfather clock
I’ve gone mad,
Perhaps it’s time to admit
I have lost sight of the exit,
running circles around myself.
A never-ending loop,
trapped within myself.