Time waits for no man

Least of all, me

On the sidelines

Always watching

Sitting outside the walls

On the doorstep

How long do I have to wait?

Will I ever be let inside?

Waiting for the final whistle

The conformation that it's

All over.

That I'm not needed

Not wanted

Unwelcome

Always outside

Waiting

Wanting to DO something

Never being allowed

Confined to an eternity of

Smiling

Laughing

Encouraging

(all real, tinged with fake)

In case one day

The door might open

And let me

Inside.