Standing in a corner,
I watch, as you shift in your seat.
Many have come up and said hi, some even offered you a drink.
But, you and I both know that none of it’s sincere,
Instead their actions are out of pity, and out of fear.
But, I see how unique you are, how your compassion flows.
I see that even though your quiet, your silence speaks volumes of truths.
I understand, how it is to be, the one who's being watched; While everyone waits, for that one big mistake, that puts you on the chopping block.
As they leave one by one, they glance back as if to say...
"I'm glad I'm not that person, what a wasted life that would be"
Somehow, they are better than you, and as they walk close by, I hear the whispers, the hurtful words, and all the spoken lies.
I'm sorry I can't defend you, I'm sorry I didn't try.
But unlike them I know it all too well. In fact, I understand why....
Why you sit there, staring at the floor, hoping no one sees your eyes.
You see I'm in the other corner, and they also pass me by.
My eyes are as dark as yours, but I won't let them see.
They talk in quite voices, and cast daggers at my soul.
I can hear their whispers of judgment, and anger,
Even though they do not know.
But I do.....
I know the pain and hurt you feel,
For I am just like you.
An outcast of society, because we don't fit their rules.
And we may try our hardest, but we can never be…. part of their upper echelon, their golden society.
I know you see me, because I see you, and yet neither of us move.
Instead we take quick glimpses and see each others woes.
You and I are so similar, and only now do I see why.
I am you and you are Me….Shadows of each other’s lives.
And So I also know, that when everyone is gone, and the lights are all turned off
We will disappear into the darkness…..without notice or fault.