MAKING FRIENDS:
They say, "Talk!"
I say, "What of?"
They say, "Anything!"
But I don't know
What thing.
Wanting to please
I try to talk-
But whispers
Are not heard
In a room of noise
So I retreat.
To listening in silence.
It's easier
And safer
- But not what they want
Someone new,
Someone lonely,
I want to talk,
To help them,
- But I am too scared
I want close friends,
More friends. God said
"He who has friends
Is himself friendly"
So I shall try.
To talk.
Getting out of this trap
Of fear and custom
Would be so very hard; God knew -
I try but by myself I lose -
God help me, please, I need you.