On the outside looking in
It seems to be my lot
To make the sacrifice in lieu of mine own wanting.
Step down and let another step up,
Resist the urge to fight that another may win,
Passive against an aggressive nature,
Total surrender only to stay outside looking in.
Questions wanting-ne’er to be asked.
Questions asked-ne’er to be answered.
Volumes begging to speak only to be denied.
Words on the tip of the tongue
But just as soon pulled back,
Words that can’t be spoken from the outside.
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