Pass me bye

I sit in the bus staring out the window. I listen to the sounds of voices and laughter. People are dancing and singing my friend leading. I sit in a seat by myself hidden behind a book and a mask. I've had my heart broken so many times before, I'm afraid to try join the crowd and dance. My fear of rejection has become an obsession. My smile never reaches my eyes. My laugh never hits the walls as I sit here and watch my life pass me by.