I do not talk, that's right I don't speak
Just sit around and watch them think
Watch the way their face contorts with emotion
The way their body moves with the words
The look in their eyes
Have a peak at their souls
People watching I think they call it
Some emotions I just can't get
Trying to decipher the inflection and tone
The more you watch the more you learn
You see the fake smiles
The whole hearted love
You see the passion
The burning desire
People watching is quite fun you see
Looking on from afar like a bird in a tree
I can almost hear the flutters of a heart
As if it was happening to myself
Maybe it is done to distract from the drab life I live
Or the thoughts running ramped through my mind
Maybe it is done to learn
To know and to comprehend with empathy
Maybe I people watch to explain my own emotions
Maybe I do because I'm just plain bored
You may never know, I may never know
It is a mystery that is not to be solved
But to be understood
A/n: I wrote this a while ago, and actually published it on here by itself. But I felt it fit better to be in my collection.
~Rachel :)
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Poems And Ramblings
PoetryA collection of some short poems, long poems, and Ramblings I make throughout the day
