Voyeurism

I watch people

Sitting Quietly in the Shadows

I see how they act

When no one sees

Who they really are

I hear what they say

the minuscule inflections

The words they use

The gestures they make

The faces they pull

I see behind the masks

The insincere eyes

the Fake smiles

the unshed tears

The truth behind the lies

The lies beyond the truth



this is why I have no friends