• Why am I alone,
    surrounded by a sea of people.
    It seems that,
    no-one notices me.

    Try as I might,
    scream with fright.
    I'm all alone,
    all on my own.

    Running faster,
    trying harder.
    To get the attention,
    of a single person.

    Fear creeps in,
    to join with panic.
    Such an exile,
    to be there and not seen.

    Darkness falls and yet no-one leaves,
    I'm on the edge looking in.
    Pulling further and further back,
    but still in the centre.

    What is this?
    Some contortionists riddle?
    Bending, twisting my life to fit its plan,
    it's not like it matters, I can't be seen.

    Fear begins to ebb,
    panic put at bay.
    This is just some puzzle,
    to be figured out one day.

    Senses heighten as I look for an opening,
    Maybe there is a way for me to be noticed.
    Breathe in deeply, let fear subside,
    there is nothing to hold me back this time.

    Running was my mistake,
    the one I did make.
    Now it's time for a choice to be made,
    One that will be remembered this day.

    I turn to face,
    the open door.
    To take my first steps,
    outside a cowards world.

    Taking a breath,
    I made those first steps.
    Into a new world,
    with a brighter future.

    I look at life,
    with new eyes.
    Finally beginning to understand,
    that contortionists riddle.