The Irrelevants

We aren't famous. We aren't popular. In fact, no one knows us. Our names aren't familiar. People vaguely remember passing us in halls. People may recall seeing us at coffee shops or music stores. People may recognize siblings or parents, the people they grew up with. But no one knows us. We spend our time in corners, watching, hoping someone sees us. Our names aren't important. But our stories, are infinitely meaningful.