Staring outside the window, watching you play
I do this every day, listening to the tick tock of the old clock.
I wait for you to catch me at the window once more, I wait for you to shriek in disgust
I wait for you to run away,
It is a sick game that I play, but a game all the same.
After you run away, I stare at my hands looking at the disgusting creature that I am, and long to be like you.
Then I look back up, and see that I've been abandoned again.
Over and over I look worse and worse, I wish to be normal, but I am just a creature.
I am just a human.