By The Corner...

By the corner, I can see everything...
By the corner, I could sit there without anyone bothering...
By the corner, I could see everyone playing...
By the corner, I could watch them laughing...

In that corner, I could see their smiles clearly...
In that corner, I could witness everything silently...

I could see what they do...
I could see their pains too...

I noticed that not everyone laughs heartily like the majority does...
I noticed that not everyone smiles brightly, like most of them do...

By the corner...
I noticed a lot...
A lot that maybe it's too much...

I could see what's happening to other's backs...
How heavy the damage caused by the stabs...
I could see their faces, the expressions they make...
I could see the emotions they're trying to show...
I could watch their actions...
How they react and interact with each other...

By the corner, I witness their hardships...
By the corner, I could see through their facade...

By the corner, I sat silently...

Watching them playing, a game of reality...

....

Well maybe I'm just exaggerating...

*yawns*

There's a school program...
I refuse to move and participate...
Don't know if it was due to laziness or just me being antisocial...
Or maybe a mix of both...

And I watch them play, laugh and enjoy...
As if their minds went back in time, not minding their age...
And I guess it's fun...
But I think it's more fun to watch...
I'm not physically fit to go running around...
So I just sit in a corner and witness everything unfold...