The person you think.
That hates you.
Is the one who loves you.
The one you think is in love with you.
Is watching you.
Your friends and family that have been spread like butter on a piece of toast.
Are the ones keeping an eye on you.
The hobo from down the street.
Is the one keeping you safe.

You're the one who hates somebody at one point.
But we love them deep down inside for an unnoticeable tension in the heart.
The one you say that you're in love with.
Is the one you're watching.
You're the family spread out on the map.
And you're keeping an eye on everyone. Not yourself.
You're keeping the hobo down the street safe.
So that makes you the one "just watching" the world.

But it's not "just watching" when you really are looking into every single crack on the sidewalk.
Stalking every person on the planet wanting nobody to die.
Feeling the sand on the beach to make sure there's no glass.

Deep inside you really are the one JUST WATCHING

So just really.
Take a break.
Because then somebody else can do the job too.
They live on the planet too.
You'd think they'd work hard too.