Slightly crazy writer and passionate educator for those who struggle
I am often asking questions
And I think the reason why
Is so many parts of life
Just seem to pass me by.
If the world was just about numbers
So much more I would understand
If there were less variants in emotions
I’d really be quite glad.
I do not often socialise
In the hours after work
And the first few days of holidays
Social things I do avidly shirk.
My head is full of questions
Of what and how to behave
Of how to read the unances of people
Extroverted, bold and brave.
I’d rather sit in the corner
And watch the world go by
Just leave me to my questions
The answers I’ve yet to find.