Silly Social Circles

“Silly Social Circles”

The bitter cup is also warm
circled by hands and soured by words
Sugar-coated sour words with bitter bases
Bent on being tasted

‘It’s a problem,’ she begins
And everyone agrees.
‘I’m here for you.’
‘I’ve been there too.’
And then she feels at ease.

I just sit and sip because
Someone else will implore…
‘What of the way
the children play?’
Oh my this is a bore. 

Come round three my cup’s empty
I haven’t said a word.
Do I exist
within their midst
If I am never heard?

Perhaps being problem-free
Is not the way to be.
I can’t relate
Or have debate
Over a cup of tea.