Saturday, July 27, 2019

Bubbles

We live in bubbles
All of us
Where everyone else is visible
But the barrier exists
To keep us from caring
We're just spectators
Voyeurs
Carrying on despite
The hell that is brewing in
The minds of others.
I wonder if I just
Laid down in the grass
Right there on the
Perfectly mowed lawn
In broad daylight
People jogging by
If I just
Screamed
Surely people would notice
But part of me believes
That maybe
No
Maybe I'm the only thing real
Maybe I'm the only thing not.