the voyeur...

It is very difficult being the voyeur
Always looking in
To see what you are doing
Where you are going
Who you are loving
Who is loving you back
Instead of filling me up
Or making me excited
It just leaves me feeling
Very empty inside

I am always the one
Left on the corner
Standing and waiting
In silence
Never spoken to
I speak no words
I watch
I wait
And each time
Another piece of my soul
Solidifies into granite
Soon there will be enough
To make a tombstone for my grave

*The irony then will be
Instead of me looking at you
You will finally be looking at me

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