Your Secret......... Poem by RIC BASTASA

they did not invite you
and how could you complain?
you're a nobody.
When you sing, no one claps.
you think you are not
pleasing enough. Perhaps
it is your voice, or your face.
Perhaps, you are not that
good enough.
When you write a story, no
one reads it. The words are
not that well put or the story
is not that catching.
When you dance, you dance alone.
No one wants to dance with your.
You think perhaps it is the music.
Or the steps, or your smell.
You're a nobody.
How could you complain?
You're a nobody anyway.
You wish nothing at the end
You wish for no one at all.
You learned that you are a nobody
and thus learned to be just that.
A nobody. And then you realized
it is good to be a nobody.
You touch no one and no one
touches you. You hurt no one and
no one hurts you.
You learned how is it to be alone.
You learned, at the end, how you
can also be happy just to be
a nobody. How happy you can be
by just being alone, by just
being you.
And this is the ending of your
happy story.
Others are amazed, now they look
up to you.
How did you do it?
And this remains to be your
secret, that i too, never knew.