i return to my seat

i saw them playing . they looked so happy . their lives seemed almost perfect. laughs were provocatively loud . images were starting to gather in my mind . " why can't i join them" i asked myself "why can't i be their friend ". it didn't take long till i knew the reason . i don't belong to their world , neither could i fit in their skin . vulnerably i return to my seat . i decided to watch , just watch . a reasonable distant should i keep . and i will worship their world for the rest of my life . knowing that their hearts might be in pain . knowing that their souls might be lost in the fog . but as far as i want to believe their lives are perfect while mine is not .