A Life Without Eye Contact
By mackenzie
A life without eye contact
Is to live in a faceless world
Fluttering between
The brown, the blue, the green
Souls of those who speak
Too flustered to hold on for too long
To look at the ground
Is to look at a grey world
Of concrete and dirt
To hide behind
An averted gaze
And hope you’ve worked
Hard enough to fit in
How can you understand the world
When you can’t look it in the eye?
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