Alone

I’m standing here,

On the inside,

Looking out,

Wishing I was like them.

With happy smiles,

And honest eyes,

Without a doubt I’m alone.

I’m watching them laugh,

They watch me smile,

When all I want to do is cry.

I’m standing here,

Standing alone,

They are all together,

They don’t even care.

I wonder if they even know I’m here.

I wonder if they care,

I wonder if they see the hurt,

That swirls in their wake.

Desperate times,

Desperate people,

Each hidden from their sight.

Those desperate people,

Call with desperate voices,

But their pleas met deaf ears,

So they cry to children,

But their ears are blocked,

By parents who enjoy their innocence.

Children are pulled in a tug of war,

Until their innocence snaps,

Their violently opened eyes wide with shock,

When they see what their parents hide.

Their desperate pleas,

For those in need,

Reach those deaf ears,

But their children’s pain is what was needed,

So long ago,

But now it’s too little,

Too late.

And then finally another looks,

And I almost doubt she cares,

She just another,

Who doesn’t even care,

Smiling she walks,

Slowly coming closer,

Until she reaches the door,

She stands and smiles,

And happiness reaches her eyes,

Her hand reaches and grabs the door,

It opens and she reaches out a hand,

Welcoming me into the crowd.

They smile and turn,

And I turn away.

For the smile doesn’t reach their eyes,

And I know it never will.

I look out at the crowd,

And look into their eyes,

Suddenly I see another,

Another with eyes

That smile,

So I smile back.

Suddenly I see

Not all the eyes glare at me,

Eyes that are bright,

And shine with inner light.

I have found friends,

Where none did appear.