This week’s line:
I think it’s so sweet…how you let your friends encourage you to try and talk to me…but let me stop you there…“
I’m not unapproachable
Nor am I a demon, an ogre or a monster
But still no matter what you flee from me
Just when I think I’ve made a friend in you
I’m left high and dry, alone again you might say.
So, I sit on the periphery, in a spot safe and sound
Where no one has to be affronted
As I practice insignificance.
Written for: https://marquessamatthews.com/lyricalfictionfriday/