It seems to be so effortless for them,
They move with such ease,
Some perform with a natural finesse,
Others hit it hard like a caveman,
But all, succeed.
Yes, they all feel hurt as we all do,
And most need a little time in-between,
But picking themselves up,
And dusting themselves down,
They are soon back up upon their feet.
They dance in ever-decreasing circles,
Spinning out better-crafted lines,
Rolling the dice over and again,
Sometimes hitting a double,
They know how to read the signs.
And yeah, of course, they make mistakes,
They are only human just like I,
But they learn from them,
The get better at playing the game,
And their techniques more refined.
And some of them work it all out,
The journey has a destination,
They come out of the other side,
Better, fuller, more complete,
Doubled up with a trusted companion.
Then there is I,
And those like I.
I wander in a buttoned-up silence,
Occasionally crack a joke or two,
A million questions in my head,
But not a single one said,
Even when I have nothing to lose.
They say there is a seat at the table for all,
And that there are no rules,
But I don’t understand the game,
And I bleed my pain in private,
Cause in every crowd there is one to play the fool.
I used to watch them from the sidelines,
Now I don’t watch them at all,
I confine myself to the shadows,
Hiding away in the darkness,
Surrounding myself by four walls.
I am no longer a player in the game,
Not sure if I ever was at all,
But don’t get me wrong,
There were times I thought I’d got it right,
There were moments of standing tall.
I can’t do what they do with ease,
Don’t ask why cause I just don’t know,
If I did, then I would change it,
No one wants to be this way,
Life for me is to silently come and go,
With nothing will be left behind.