Shadow Person
Watching humanity through an impenetrable shroud
Too far to hear their joys and sorrows
Too close to not yearn to accompany them in their fun
Everyone moves to their own tune
A song not meant for my ears
A wisthul hand reaches out in vain
Clenches nothing as the world moves just outside my grasp once again
Unable to tell if their eyes simply do not see me or if they choose not to
An entire life I shall never be able to join
Destined to forever chase after a reality that does not want me