Me, In the Corner

I listen and I watch,

I observe and I enjoy.

They ask me why I’m sad;

I glance up in disbelief.

Why must quiet equal melancholy?

For me it is peace,

For me it is the chance

To watch the never-ending show called “Life.”

I tell them that I’m fine,

Which is true, but also not enough.

But what else could I say?

How could I explain to them,

The butterflies of the world,

The joy that comes from being wallflower?

Copyright Sarah Davidson 2021

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