The guy at the party who
Tends to stand in that
One corner the whole time
Picking at the label on
His beer bottle;
The one at the end of the
Bar, shoulders hunched
Forward as he peers around
From below his ball cap at
The rest of the room, alone;
The friend who insists that
When out with you they
Sit where he can see the room,
Who’s best friends know well
Enough to pick a booth where
He can keep his back to the wall;
The guy staying home alone most
Weekends when everyone else is
With their families or out on the
Town being social – and when he’s out
Tends to get looks for seeming awkward;
The guy at work you know who seems
Pretty cool but is just a little bit
Off in some way, always tired – but
Might make you uncomfortable now and again;
The guy with PTSD – yeah, that guy…
Wow, me.
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You may feel off, but I see you as a friend. The quiet conversations are better than those held in a crowded room. Less is more for me too.
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