How can I be here?
Standing alone against the wall,
Waiting for someone to notice?
I had it all.
I had a companion.
I had dreams.
Now, I am alone.
Standing against the wall.
I think my hairstyle is old-fashioned.
No one wears shoes like this anymore.
Trends have changed and left me in the dust.
I didn’t know I would be here.
Standing alone against the wall.
My face no longer has the youthful glow.
I no longer remember how to flirt.
I was comfortable in my life.
I can’t start again.
I don’t want to be here,
Standing alone against the wall.
What if no one finds me interesting again?
What if I don’t know how to fit in?
I don’t even know how to say hi.
I don’t want this.
I should go home and hide.
But I am so lonely.
So I will wait for someone to see me,
To notice me, to care.
I will wait,
Standing alone against the wall.
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Standing Alone Against the Wall
by Stephanie Daich
