…to be

Try to be more social
Mix with different friends
You should just get out more
Know how this one ends

People can be complex
Harsh and unrefined
So my usual reflex
Meetings strictly timed

You can have an hour
You, a little more
Keep you a distance
Tally up the score

Everyday I must see
One or sometimes two
Then I can get on with
What I like to do

People make me tired
Like to be alone
When your time's expired
I will wander home

Life is on the spectrum
Socialising's fraught
With a few controls though
Life is as it ought…

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Author: thepoetautist

A Gay poet of fifty odd years who is currently living in Cambodia.

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