Living Alone

Soften your gaze as you pass by on the street

Your eagle’s glare will burn a hole through every gaze you meet

Look up from the pages that you read

The fantasy is comforting, but it’s not the life you’re living

But if you were bored of reading, then you wouldn’t live alone

Loosen your jaw, I know you clench it when you think

You spend the day so wound up without even realizing

Then say something, if only to exist

You don’t speak unless you’re spoken to, your silence is your death