for a man of little words, he views his world quite differently
he stays at the sidelines, quietly observing
the hustle and bustle of the world around him
taking in the sounds of the chats and endless banter,
and observing the little minute nuances of human behaviour
and from there attempt to interpret
what is truly going on in their minds
be it the conscious or the other
and sometimes, it hurts quite a bit
that in his own interactions
he tries so hard to understand what is going on
but yet stumble and find it astoundingly hard to do so
for once
it is certainly mind-boggling
and still, his footsteps trudge on
even so, he still attempts to piece together
what exactly happened