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I sit here in this shadowed corner,

a spotlight illuminating my table

and the blank page

staring accusingly at me.



My stillness here stands out,

A graphic contrast to the other patrons

drinking and shooting pool,

singing along with the jukebox

and congratulating each other on a good shot.



A new group arrives,

Looking for an open table.

One recognizes me and invites me to join them.

I shrug, not really caring,

but I'm not writing anyway,

so I pack up and join their table.



While I know everyone there

by name,

they still don't know

The Real Me...

The one who prefers solitude,

The one who hates other people

because she can't stand herself,

The one who appears to enjoy herself

but is hiding loneliness and pain

behind the mask of her smile,

The one who has made herself

dead inside

because it's better than feeling too much,

The one who is always alone

even in the midst of a crowd.



The next day.

I sit in this shadowed corner,

a spotlight illuminating my table

and the blank page staring accusingly at me.