Surrounded by those who care,
so why do I feel trapped?
Like the walls are closing in, and I feel so small.
As if a giant spotlight is shining on my every flaw.
Smiling faces and arms open wide,
I should be embracing it but instead I run and hide.
The search party goes out,
and they shout out my name.
But I am nowhere to be found.
I had to escape this crowded place.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The tendency to isolate oneself is more common than people realize. You've expessed that well.