Words

I don't have the words. I don't think I've ever had them. Everyone else seems to, though, but it's probably just an illusion. My life is mutually exclusive. I go where I am invited. I do not invite myself. I was told I shouldn't do that, once, by someone, who really didn't understand. If everyone else was going, and it seemed that way to me, why shouldn't I just tag along? What was I expected to do? Why wasn't I asked in the first place? We were all new kids on the block back then, so it's not as if I was trying to get in on an established bunch of mates.

Maybe my life isn't mutually exclusive.

Maybe people think I don't want to talk, so don't talk to me.

Maybe it's true.

Maybe it's just because I don't have the words.