I sit at the table listening.
The room filled with people talking.
Acting as if I'm not here.
I stay quiet just keeping to myself, writing only this.
While they laugh and go about there lives.
All the conversations going on.
No one truly knows whats wrong,
Except for me, it drives me insane.
Sometimes it's too much to handle and I want to walk away.
But...I stay the observer, keeping quiet and to myself.
