Maybe

Look at me.
I am in a room full of joy,
full of love,
and most importantly,
a room full of innocence.

Who knows
the troubles these kids have seen?
Who knows
what they go home to
everyday.

But here, it does not matter.
Here they are
working for You,
making you smile.
Making me smile.

Here it doesn't matter.
So, why am I feeling
so alone?
So small?
So defeated.
Maybe even,

Envious.