Sitting Typing

by Clarina
(USA)

It feels selfish
To worry about me
When my family shouts in the background

I can't help
Only sit here
Just listen to the shouts and cries and bad sounds

Unconcerned
Is what I want to be
But I just sit and fret fret fret fret fret fret fret

I want to go
And leave alone
This sad place of loud, angry voices, and yet

It quiets down
Many frowns
And I just sit here like a clown

Don't you worry, they say
But I do
Nothing can help this
Not even

you