Sitting and staring...
Arms folded with chains on them;
He holds onto them-
Like they're all he has left,
He doesn't even look at them,
Seems maybe he's held them too long.
Staring out into space
His eyes seem to be-
Hiding an expression: a sad one maybe,
But for those who care enough;
It's all visible, just like a red spot on a white garment.
He seems too preoccupied,
Unconscious of anything around him;
He still looks pale: but all shiny...
Probably because he; can do it-
Yes, hide his exact feelings;
And smile brightly at everyone.
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