I've never done this before
Maybe it was his eyes. Maybe it was his smile. No, it was his story. He walked the halls with such confidence and yet he seemed so insecure. He was friends with everyone and yet he always seemed so alone. He put up a bulletproof mask but I didn't need force to see through. All I had to do was look, really look, not at what he showed people but what he hid away. He always had someone to sit with at lunch but no one, as far as I could tell, to call at midnight after a nightmare. He never let it stop his smile though.
Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe he's fine. I just wish I could know what goes on in his head. I've never felt like this before. Maybe I'm doing it wrong. He just seems so human.
I must be insane.
Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe he's fine. I just wish I could know what goes on in his head. I've never felt like this before. Maybe I'm doing it wrong. He just seems so human.
I must be insane.
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