Apr 13
Blue clouds my vision,
Like some would see red.
I watch you,
Laughing,
Playing with friends,
Some yours as well as mine.
I don’t participate,
Being considered
Awful
At the game.
Left out, I sit here,
While people rotate through,
Waiting for someone to notice
Me.
I see blue;
The color of
Lose
And
Anger
It makes my vision blur,
Glossy eyes avoiding yours,
Because you don’t want them to know,
Even if it kills me.
Like some would see red.
I watch you,
Laughing,
Playing with friends,
Some yours as well as mine.
I don’t participate,
Being considered
Awful
At the game.
Left out, I sit here,
While people rotate through,
Waiting for someone to notice
Me.
I see blue;
The color of
Lose
And
Anger
It makes my vision blur,
Glossy eyes avoiding yours,
Because you don’t want them to know,
Even if it kills me.
This is about my significant other, who doesn’t want people to know we are dating so even if we are with the same people, I still have to act. It’s also about everyone playing a game, and me with a pretty bad light sensitivity without glasses can’t see what’s happening so I end of losing really quickly so I’m always rotated out.
