Poetry

is it just me

Is it just me or a we a number who find ourselves here

We don’t know how to have small talk, not knowing how to flirt

Not knowing how to just giggle over a cup of coffee

Those of us who take the question”how are you ” and the common answer” fine” as mere usual statement?

We want details,we want ideas,big stuff

Is it just me who wants to unveil masks on faces

Or find the spark behind a gloomy face or the tear behind smiling faces

Is it just me who wants to Listen to the foundation behind a huge story b building and get the undercoat in every colourful wall paint

Is it just me

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