One of the OthersTime is passing and people are going to and fro.One of the Others by sos154
Some may be on their way to see loved ones.
Others could be going to see a show.
Some are mourning, sobbing till they fall asleep.
Others are cheering, experiencing one of the best moments of their lives.
Some are depressed and heartbroken.
Others are happy and joyful.
But what about me? Where do I fit in?
Right now, I belong to those who are distressed.
Those people that need to cry themselves to sleep;
To mourn over loved ones;
To be depressed and heartbroken.
I can be one of those people who break down every other second.
I can be someone who needs someone there to be with them.
No matter how well I put up a shield to hide behind.
No matter how determined I am to not show my feelings.
I am one of those people, one of the Others.