Lonely

Lonely
By John A. Wilson

The world goes on just outside
A giant windowpane
All I can do is sit here
And watch it go by.

I'm always an outsider
Though not by my choice.
The harder I try to be a part of it all
The more I feel left out.

Even those that speak to me
Every single day.
I'm just someone they know
Not someone to spend time with.

I'm not asking for much
Just to be included now and then
Let me be a part of things
I'm a lot more fun than you think.