This Side of the Glass

I'm sitting on the outside looking in
Wondering where I belong? 
On this side of the glass 
The day seems so lonely. 

People are talking
Caught up in the dirt
Why do I always feel
Caught up in it?  It hurts ..... 

I try to think of what all of the reasons could be
Why there was a missed invitation
Was it just because,  of me? 

I'm no longer the life of the party
I'm not the loudest in the room
But I can hear my own voice whisper
my name..... and I have that to hold onto. 

But I love to love, I live to laugh
Sometimes it's all too much to take in
And tonight 
I'll pick myself up again.

I'll promise myself, I'm fine just how I am...
I'll thank God for all I am. 
And I'll try and see the beauty... 
I'll try to find the beauty.




By Jeanne Cassidy

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