He stands there watching me,
Thinking I can not see him,
But truth be told,
I see him too.

He stands out in a crowd.
As nothing you could ever dream of.
You wouldn't believe his story,
Even if you tried.
So don't even waste your time.

He saves us from the unknown.
He never expects a thank you,
Nor does he stay around to hear one.
Just pass along the story,
Of the mystery man.

He stands in the corner.
Always there.
Always watching.
Waiting for disaster.
And when it comes,
He will be there to save the day.