Observing

• Hafsah Mughal, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2019

Whilst everyone performs,
I sit near the backstage,
Observing.
The glaring light has blinded them
And concealed their eyes
From the obvious.
Their blindness and ignorance is not what concerns me.
Rather, it is their naivety which appalls me.
Continue performing
Whilst I sit near the backstage,
Observing.
And if you ever foolishly ask as to why.
Then, just know that there is this bottomless hole within me that you may not understand.
I do not seek your aimless advice nor your senseless sympathy
But a sign of sensibility
Is all I humbly ask.