An Observer

She avoided people.
She was a shadow.
She knew that nothing
Was as it seems.

She was cautious.
She was hurt.
Her silence was
Actually hidden screams.

She observed,
She watched.
She blended in.
Never fit in.

She was known for saying only hello
Or goodbye.
The quiet in which she walked
Was her own lullaby.

She could never look
You in the eyes.
She simply watched your feet
Shuffle their way by.

She was quiet.
She was alone.
Words left her that way.
The spoken words of others.
Yet,
Words were her comfort.
The written words of her and others.

She was shy.
She was careful.
Actions left her that way.
The actions of others.
Yet,
Actions were her comfort.
The actions of the few who cared.

She saw life passing everyone by.
She heard every story.
Every word.
She was a listener.
An observer.

This was her life
Day by day.
She just wished
She knew what to say.