people chatter

around me about

insignificant topics

the weather and

whatnot

and mother says

to join them

and take my

brother too

but i would rather

sit quietly

in this corner and

leave this world through

my book

because social

interaction is something

i’m not inclined

to participate

in

because if i

do i’ll

wake up tomorrow

more tired than

when i went to

sleep and

a headache will

pound within my

skull, a social

hangover,

if i may

so i’ll say to

mother

“thanks but

i’m good”