When I'm surrounded by people...

When I'm surrounded by people...

When I am surrounded by people
sitting in a group

I don't find what to say

I keep struggling for words,

and the story that could be shared

or some joke I had read 

my mind wrangles

my eyes hunt for a focus

my heart tells me

Yes, yes you are a misfit here

when I'm surrounded by people...

When people have on their lists 

awesome stories to tell

and other memoirs they mention

I look at my phone

and start reading messages

that I had already read before

Or make my phone silent

And go to the other room

pretending I have a call

The lonely other room yells at me

How long can you be here

Is it the confidence that I lack

Or the experience that I don't have

not many questions,

I am preparing myself

for another session

session where I will have a story

There I shall know what to say 

and to say how

Ohh! I talk a lot to myself

when I am surrounded by people...