I see you over there
standing at the edge of my view.
I turn ever so slightly, but you
disappear.
It's like you only exsist on the edge of my world.
Taunting me with low laughter at my pain.
It's like I'm the only one to ever notice you.
I point you out to my friends while my back is to you.
But they just stare at me.
Confusion drawn on their faces.
You taunt me.
You draw me close to the edge.
So desperate to figure out who you are.
Dressed in all black leather.
With an outward act of pure evil.
I spend my days chasing you.
Even though i can only see part of you.
When i can finally see you who are.
I will See myself.