A World Away

A Poem by Epicness

In a group, in a crowd, I am miles away.
I am fighting to be present but I can't seem to stay.
All alone, out of sync with my volume turned down.
I am lost, I am scared and in speech I will drown.

With a smile on my lips I will run in place.
But I struggle to keep up with the standard pace.
And I hear what you say but it floats on by.
And I can't explain and I don't know why.

And I'm trapped in my mind and there's no way out.
For you'll hear a whisper when I shout.
And you'll see a frown when I grin at you.
And you always will and you always do.

I am lost in the clouds and I'm far apart.
And I would come down if I knew to start.
But there's no way through, not that I can see.
Though it's lonely here with no company.

In a group, in a crowd, I just disappear.
(Yes it's nice for a while, til you start to fear.)
Do I truly exist? Could it be I'm insane?
But you can't answer queries about your own brain.