It is similar to a goldfish in a bowl, Always observing things going on. People talking at all times. It is like a man on his own island Among foreigners. Isolation is no stranger to me. Reading books, resting, helping out with food.
Natural curiosity perks up Upon seeing great laughter, crying, anger.
Getting a summarized statement Of the whole day. I'm supposed to smile to show my happiness. Little do they know how truly miserable I am. Always feeling like an outsider Among the hearing people, Even though it was not their intention. Always assuming that I am part of them By my physical presence, not understanding The importance of communication.