In a crowded room..
A party to be more specific, I would be the girl watching you.
All of you….
Dressed to blend in, little make up not to draw too much attention, although on a occasion even then some people seem to notice me anyway.
Usually envious glares from girls because I don’t even try and somehow I end up chatting with the hottest guy, unintentionally.
I’m just here to people watch, I don’t like participating.
In the dark corner drinking a martini, and just watching. As the night progresses some of the wasted people get a glimpse of me, they ask me to dance I politely decline, back to invisibility.
I know, it sounds creepy, but from where I’m standing it’s very entertaining.
The girls compliment each others dress with a slight twitch of anger in their faces with that comment, the guy with the girlfriend took way too many shots and now is hitting on a easy girl
Easy girl is insecure she knows his girlfriend but doesn’t mind as he grabs her by her butt and carries her.
Why did I come here again?
Now it gets interesting my cover is blown and I get brought to the VIP table.
Familiar faces from an old life all over
Ironically they are singing “everyday we lit” but they are dying inside
Reminding me why I left this life
The men start grabbing me and in order to not get into a fight I get my jacket and call it a night. As fun as it is people watching, I don’t like being the girl at the party, ill keep up with this bullshit watching reality TV.
Don’t want be mistaken for one of these animals, it isn’t me.