I sit around watching...
Watching my friends...
And their friends...
While I sit alone.
I sit in a fetal position...
Maybe people wont get to me that way.
I listen to poetry...
Poetry of others...
Poetry of random thoughts, political views and heartache.
I stare into their eyes...its a piece of them...
For one moment in time I can see into their soul...
I hear the music of others surrounding me...
As I sit here alone...
Songs of love, lost hope and happiness.
I occasionally glance up at the skies above...
Wanting to be up there...
Wanting to be able to fly away
Be gone....
As the singers are singing I stare into thier eyes....
Sometimes we make eye contact.
For that moment I feel their feelings and forget about my own...
We say hello to each other through our mysterious eyes.
Can they see through me? Can they feel what I feel?
I felt so alone...
All my freinds around me but not near me...
Especially you, you just walked by me as if I was nothing.
Do you know how badly that hurt...?
That hurt that you have caused me for the past few months...
I wont punch you though or do anything about it because...
Its gone ...
The feeling of you is gone...
I sit
Watch
Listen
Glance
While you are sitting over there.