Since I was young I have always been fond of reading and writing. It is one the greatest sources of comfort for me.
They say the life of a wallflower
Is nothing but sad and cruel.
Just watching the lights from afar,
Away from the glam and the glamour.
Always the the sidelines,
Away from the limelight.
Like your existence doesn't matter.
The life of a wallflower,
You rarely get noticed at all.
But it gives you the opportunity to see
What pieces are missing one you shake the puzzle.
Seeing people throw around fake smiles,
Trying to hide behind the lies.
Like an extravagant masquerade ball
Where people start to spin their tales at nightfall.
But I say the life of a wallflower
Offers such amusement and wonder.
Like observing fishes in the river,
Or frogs croaking in midsummer.
Like trying to see someone pretty
Through glass windows which are foggy.
Covering up the reality
Bent and distorted by norms set by society.
© 2021 Joy