everything, everything, everything

VII

the one row in between

i see you
sitting on the green chair
youre so blue
but you wont let anyone know, it seems unfair

i knew you
roam the whole world
are you okay? there's no clue
your mind is left behind with the hurtful words

i was there, witnessing
you came out with your identified sexuality
then you became a victim of bullying
it's verbal, i heard it, im one-row behind you

through your thick glasses,
i saw those helpless eyes
i wish i could help, but i was also a mess
i heard them laugh, you looked back at me

my eyesight was poor,
i sat beside you
to look at the blackboard 'cos i was unsure
we smiled and talked as the wind blew

i was one-row behind you
i always see your back curving  youre tired
that was my only view
of a person who's uninspired

i knew you
i used to sat beside you and talk through internet
you let me know about what youve been through
you didnt deserve the torment

the one row between us witnessed you cry,
and it saw me worry
but it isnt what separated our friendship,
it's the pride, change of personality

school ended, there are no more rows
we dont talk anymore
just the phone screens that witnessed us grow
we had changes in likings and core

i checked up on you through the screen,
but you asked who am i
i was your shoulder to lean,
what did i do to pay?

what happened?

did i said something?

did i do something?

maybe that one row can tell.