PAIN BEING ON THE OUTSIDE.
by Jacky Robus
Standing on the outside.
I'm looking in.
The rain is falling on my face.
Hiding the broken tears within.
Watching the people.
Watching what they do.
Clearly they do can not see.
They can not see what it's doing to me.
I want to cry out for help but I'm too small.
I want to speak but have no voice.
I press my face up against the glass.
So near, yet so far.
Years pass on by.
Time changes some things.
But some things don't simply change.
I'm still on the outside looking in.
It hurts now like it did then.
It hurts even more.
Yet you will never understand,
The pain standing on the outside looking in.
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