Final Writings

Locked Outside

As an outsider,
You see things.
You see the way people are,
How they aren't,
How they change.
You learn how to notice these things.
You learn how not to be seen.
And not to be heard.
But you see and you hear everything.
It's a nice feeling.
Knowing these things.
But nobody knows about you.

You see that one kid,
Who used to be so happy
And colorful, full of life and dreams.
You see him change.
You see less smiles,
Less life,
Less color,
And more sadness.
It hurts.
It pains you to see this slowly happening to a person.
But you can't do anything.
Because you're just an outsider.
You're looking through the door at these things,
But not allowed to enter.
It's nice knowing these things,
But there's nothing you can do about it.
You can't make those changes you see happen.
You can't stop those changes.
You just watch,
Observe,
And stay on the outside.

However,
As an insider,
You may not see these changes,
You were never taught how to see them,
But you were taught how to handle them.
Once these changes have made themselves visible to you,
You know what to do.
If the changes are bad,
You know how to save them,
If they are good,
You know how to adapt.
You know why these changes happen.
But by the time you see them, it might be to late.
And your efforts will fail.

So take your pick,
The outsider,
Who observes and is helpless,
Or the insider,
Who's clueless but has a chance.

Choose wisely,
There isn't much time.
The changes are happening now.
I can see it.