These people around me,
are underestimated to say the least.
Their intelligence and worth
are hidden behind their potty mouths,
which make me want to hide from them.
I know they are more than they allow themselves to be.
I pray that they are. Because as for now,
they make up the world
as I know it.
I don't have to hide from them,
I don't have to isolate myself
from this strange melancholy,
because when I step inside
and get to know their interior,
I find diamonds in the rough.