The House, the Room, the Door
They put me in a house
move me every two years
and surrounded me with adults.
Filled the house with girls
then sheltered me from the world.
Now they expect different
want me to experience life,
communicate with people my age,
see the opposite sex as normal,
and be friendly and social.
But I'm not that way, I'm withdrawn from reality.
I find my age group annoying and idiotic.
The other sex frightens, confuses, and intrigues me
and I prefer sitting alone in my sheltered little room.
In that house, they put me
and moved me every two years,
surrounded by adults,
and filled with girls.
Then placed in my sheltered little room.
But the door to my room is open
and so is the window,
wide and free, asking me to explore
to become who I've never been before.
What is it like
outside that door
with every age of
boys, girls, men, women,
and people I've never met before?