Across the Room

Across the room sits a guy
who doesn’t see
how beautiful
he happens to be

He has a smile
that he almost never shows
it’s the best thing to see
but no one knows

His pain is big
still he holds on
he kept quiet
‘till the day he was gone

No one noticed
no one cared
everyone laughed
everyone stared

Now all are telling stories
about how he used to be
but no one really knew him
except for me

I knew his pain
but I was his friend
I stayed by his side
until his end

Across the room once sat a guy
who didn’t see
how beautiful
he happened to be