A Poem
A stranger
In a familiar place
Surrounded by
Familiar faces
Yet a mere observer
To the events unfolding before me
As if I'm in a episode
But a thick glass
A looking glass
Separates me from the action
Life flowing before me
I hear my voice
But it's restricted to the confines of my head
Awkward awkward awkward
So damn quiet why am I
So damn aware
So damn quiet why am I
Here when I
Know I blend in
Like a wallflower
A little black wallflower in
A house brimming with black social butterflies
Because I see their glances
Eyes accidentally meet
Why am I here with him, with them
When I
Know the weight in those looks
Because I
Know we don't talk
About the same things
Anymore
We're not
No we're not the way we once were
Years ago
Nor will we ever be
A mask but a sheer veil
I can't change
No more than I have already
Awkward awkward awkward
I can't change it
I can try to penetrate
Their fortress
But I'm not the lucky stranger
With easy access
Access I was denied
Try, fail, try, fail
My heart tells me this time I'll get access
Maybe next time
I'll get it right
I don't stand out
Nor fit in
I blend, melt, fade
They don't invite me
They invite him
And all I'll ever be
Is the extension
Of him
His plus one
A stranger
In a familiar place
