Bottled Up

I know why she apologizes
as she hides behind the curtain of hair
and waits till the topic changes
while silently cursing her stupidity.

I know why her story trails off
and her eyes dance across those who surround her
as they talk to one another
and she bites her lip 
while trying to focus on something else. 

She wasn't made for this world
and her crushing insecurities
while waiting for someone to care. 

She was meant to be free
to travel
to satisfy her never ending curiosity
to laugh freely 
without care.

But she bottled up her freedom
and her wanderlust
and tucked away her curiosity
and forces her laughter
as she focuses her thoughts on something else.