My dirty secret I will tell:
and ask myself why,
Why do I get impatient,
being around people too long?
Am I short of social patience?
Or do I just like being alone too much?
Do I not like people being around too long…?
Why is my personal space barrier
the size of the sun?
From close sight, when I push
away my body to my breathable sum.
Why do I not like to touch beyond the hands of others…
Or be touched beyond my hands?
Am I scared of giving love…
or scared of being loved?