It's weird to constantly want to be seen,
But to constantly want to be by yourself as well.
Not many people understand me, chalking it up to being a weird teen.
Saying I'm either craving for attention, or antisocial, not knowing I'm just a shell.
I pride myself in seeing it all
Feigning obliviousness to observe the scene
I am inconspicuous like a fly on the wall,
Constantly thinking whether or not I should make myself seen.
I am the one who will either be your salvation or your downfall,
I am the one who sees who you are.
I am the one who knows what happens behind closed doors tells it all,
I am the one who could provide all the insight, raising the bar.
I am also the one who ignores it all
I am the one who wants to be left alone
I am the one who keeps to myself and pretends to not have the gall
I am the one who leaves you to tend to your own throne
But if the time shall ever arise
And you realize that I am the eyes
I will not plot your demise,
But I shall find a new muse and say my goodbyes.