I'm sitting alone
At a party you invited me to
I can hear all your words through the wall
But none of them invite me there
All those conversations
All the names that don't mean anything to me
I'm just sitting there
Smiling, nodding head
Like I would care
But you'll never know that I don't
You'll keep saying names
And I'll never get them
Thanks for the party
Pity party
You've given me time to think
And reconsider my choices
- Author: littlegreenbag (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 19th, 2022 12:57
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 14
Comments1
such
a slim line between, compassion
and unwelcome, pitying
but its a very distinct and clearly
outlined, line..
thanks for sharing
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