Close enough to be far away
It must have been a race but
no one told me,
From start to finish all the
lanes may have been filled,
Where it took place was so
much a mystery,
It may have been a relay at
times, ye’re batons never spilled,
Well no one bothered to
inform me,
I thought I was part of the
team,
At least that was how it was
supposed to be run,
Yet your rule book was so
different from the one I’d seen,
All together running and you
all were having the fun,
On show for years yet I was
nowhere to be seen,
Was it a race and if so why
didn’t I know?
I spoke to you all almost
every week,
I would have partaken if I
was asked to go,
But in plain sight you played
hide and seek,
Ye’re relationships all
strong mine a no go,
Running round in groups and
if I called, always one on one,
Placating me with platitudes
agreeing with my every word,
It was a race alright, but
one which I could never have run,
I’m wired differently then
you or so I have heard,
So much so, I am not included
in your version of fun,
It’s too late now I guess you
are happy with your race,
No room for someone wired
like me,
Keep running together, I am
what you cannot face,
I am all you can’t or won’t
ever want to see,
I am past I am present I am
that place,
If it’s a race then I was shoved
out,
Simply put, I am all you wish
to forget,
In your hurry to run you
whisper not shout,
You will forever be caught in
my net,
You will see me in every race
running about,
Just on the edge of your
peripheral vision,
A worry that seems distant
from you now,
Most likely a group taken
decision,
Omitted from inclusion
somehow,
Close enough to be distant,
by omission.
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