how observant i am.
i don't usually say much...just sit in the corner so to speak, and watch.
i watch and i listen.
i pick up on things i shouldn't
i see things i wish i didn't
but all the while
no body realises
how observant i am.
i see you. whether you actually realise, or whether it is noticable or not, i see it.
no body realises, but i know you well. i know your body language, your facial expressions, everything. both of you. and i know. i see you. and i watch and i wait.
no body realises how much i care for you
no body realises how much you mean to me
no body realises how hard it is for me to see you in pain
no body realises that when you try to hide your pain, i still see it
no body realises how painful their words can be
no body realises that it's none of their business
no body realises
no body realises
no body realises how observant i am.
you say that your friends know more than you want them to, more than they should.
i am one of them.
because no body realises how observant i am.
no body realises what i have the potential to know.
no body realises that there is no point in hiding anything from me, because i am only going to find out in the end. it's only a matter of time.
no body realises me
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