Left Out

When it seems no one has time to be there....

Seems the world around shuffles doing things

Promises of time shared and a song that sings

Hurried in a world that no time is left for me

I sit on a bench just watching alone in reality

They pass by not knowing that they cause hurt

Not looking without a word no music in concert

Am I a ghost I wonder looking down so silently

That I hold no place in your future inadvertently

Just a hidden shadow, a man without any attraction

Sitting alone, staring outwards at my own refraction

Each day, each moment wishing I could be a dream

Then at least you would see me there, it would seem