Thoughts Left Unsaid

06/15/14 -- 12:22 AM

You're in a room full of people, sitting in the farthest corner. You can hear their conversations: how she forgot to do an assignment, how he broke up with her, how they all had that party last weekend. And you find yourself smiling whenever they say something funny, and you frown when it's something that annoys you. You watch everything unravel around you -- like watching stars form into constellations -- but that's all you ever do, watch from a distance. Because no one spares you a glance, no one bothers with that girl who's stuck in her own world. You're there, but they don't care. They may not even notice if one day you just stop sitting in that farthest corner.

You see, you're not a wallflower.

You're an outcast.

We're outcasts.