Alan Buckley - Anonymous

I need to hide, evade recognition.
I'll put up my hood,
wrap a scarf around my neck,
And wear my sunglasses indoors if I must.

I want to avoid knowing glances,
Cheeky smiles,
and over-friendly greetings from complete strangers.
Pats on the back make my skin crawl.

I will keep my head down, avoid eye contact,
Stay in my own world,
become antisocial.
I crave to be ignored.

Then, when everyone turns their back on me,
When they leave this outsider to his own devices,
I will get on my knees and plead for them to look at me again.

Alan Buckley

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