• I don't know,
    What to do,
    I was shoved,
    Out so quickly.

    I don't understand,
    How to react,
    To this strange coldness,
    That took a hold of me.

    A glare is shot,
    And lips remain closed,
    To others you smile,
    To others you speak.

    Tears threaten to spill,
    A yell is caught in my throat,
    Awkward despair is shut away,
    Desperate anger is bottled.

    Your name escapes my lips,
    But you do not turn,
    And only louder I speak,
    Yet still you do not respond.

    Confusion is now left;
    Why are you doing this?