Blanket of Comfort

I don’t want the world to see me.
They just don’t understand.
I may not be what I appear,
And I don’t want to talk,
Right now.
I want to wrap up in the warm blankets of my mind.
To curl up in a comforter
I know the color of.
But I can’t just be here
Because it isn’t enough.
If I could only affect people without being with them.
No! I can’t.
Then, I couldn’t see that I take and
I’d never know the minute difference I make.