I Won't be Staying

I'm aware that I've a knack for
Being a stranger, the one on the
Edge of the crowd, with a
Friendly face and a wisecrack,
A name that is known, a past
Which will go unrevealed.
I'm aware that that's how
You prefer it to be. You have
Plenty of friends, each one
With a story you've heard and
Must hear, even when you
Are aching to speak of your
Own. I'll stay silent. Come
Tell me your tale, and I'll
Listen, and you'll start to think
That I'm also a friend, though
Not one worth the trouble
To learn much about, so, in
Time, I'll grow distant, and
Then disappear, to edge into
A crowd somewhere else.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-12-19 at 01:08

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