People And I. Poem by Safiyyah Manjra

I'm really terrible,
When it comes to communicating with people.

It is when you are kind,
That people begin to play with your mind.

It is annoying,
Time-consuming.

They don't understand you,
When they think they do.

You be nice to them,
Simultaneously they close the door saying it's The End.

All of a sudden it all seems pointless.
You hide behind books and become mindless.

That's not such a bad thing.
Somewhere alone you meet someone like you which can be reviving.

You as well begin to close.
All that you've been through- your heart now froze.

Then they come closer,
Your frozen heart begins to crackle with beats faster and faster.