Help us

Help the isolation

bouquets of emotion

confusion

Am I the only one?

What comes from the glass ball that

watches

from the front

drowning in darkness?

It’s different

I know

You are a diamond

You are up there

How do you know how I feel?

You are not me

You look at me with unknowing eyes

You see things we don’t see

You don’t get it

You never will

Unless someone awkwardly tells you