The Spectre at the Feast

That one person no one notices

The one you care about the least

Haven’t you always noticed

There’s always a spectre at the feast

The one with the saddest eyes

The one hidden in plain sight

Casually greeting everyone

Seeming ready to flee at first fright

Can’t you just picture it?

The growing terror and dread

No one else knowing the panic

That exists only inside your head

Never knowing the right words

Hoping only it ends

Never knowing if you’re talking

To family, enemies or friends

This may all seem dramatic

I’m often called out for flair

But did you ever stop and wonder

If I know because I’ve been there?

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