Left Out

Everyday it’s the same.

I’m always living in your shadow.

Every night I see the light

streaming out from underneath your door.

I hear the laughs,

I see the smiles,

and I’ve never once joined in.

I guess my invitation got lost in the mail.

But did you know that

it stings me

whenever I’m rejected?

Did you know that

it hurts me

when laughing eyes turn cold when I walk in?

I just want to join in.