It's funny.
Everywhere I look I see people.
But not really people.
I see them.
But I am not seen.
Quiet I remain.
But awake is not my game.
I am distant
I do not belong.
Alone in my own spirit.
A tear drop falls and sympathetic faces turn to me.
"What is wrong?"
As if I wasn't upset before their words appraised me.
Quiet I remain.
The stares turn away
I am no longer noticed.
Free.
Free of their stares.
The piano plays in the distance
My heart is still beating
But I'm the back of my mind...
I'm..
Not really there.
Quiet I remain.
Unnoticed
My tears fall inside my crestfallen shell.
Hiding is my main physical.
Yet my love remains in vain.
Tied to a man that loves me.
But not I.
Some moments I am in awe.
I do my best to keep my mouth covered.
But sometimes the words seep through.
Dreams pale.
Heart.
Heart beating
Quiet I remain.
