From the World, Withdrawn

To feel cold, insecure, To have to walk, unsteady, unsure.
Timid and shy, eyes turned down,
So interesting is, foot's tread on the ground.
To feel both apprehensive and nervous,
Voice for now, out of service

Pulled away from those you've always known,
Lost in misery, seeds of friendship unsown.
Old life jerked away, old roots now broken,
Knowing they glance at you, confusion unspoken.
Transplanted now, into unfamiliar places,
Lost amid the sea of new faces.

Anger and pain, despite other fears,
Burn strong in your heart, now concealed with your tears.
Knowing it's a test, this path that was set,
Knowing you cannot give in, not quite yet.
And so walking alone, reclusive, deprived.
Not willing to give in - into what must be a lie.

Not willing to recognize or acknowledge the pain.
Only knowing it mustn't show; carelessness you feign.
Unwilling to adjust, to finalize the change,
Locking yourself away, from any other's range.
Shunting away any concerned,
Remaining independent, is all you've learned.

Unable to believe, old friends are gone,
Continuing your life, from the world, withdrawn.