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  • Brianna O'Keefe

The Observer

From a distance I see the world with a different eye,

No one can comprehend the way I think or why.

People stare, point and laugh, my words they misconstrue,

I'm like a lonesome alien, so different, so few.

It's a sad sight to behold, the world from the shadows I see,

But in its own way it's beautiful, this strange life to me.

The sun, the stars, the moon, the night,

The beauty of it all still gives me fright.

Though I'm an outsider, I don't feel alone,

For I'm the observer, looking in from my home.

I can't imagine living life in a different way,

Though sometimes it's hard living in the shadows day after day.

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