Deserve

They walk along in night's mystery
Her shadows at a different degree
Because she's not walking in their line
No, she's stupidly trailing behind

Her foot steps don't make a sound
They tend forget she's around
Not over their laughs and their jokes
As she sits and silently chokes

She opens her failing mouth
And words forget to tumble out
It's like she doesn't have the letters
To make herself feel better

But even as she shoots at the clock
The hour hand gives a silent tock
She can't persist, the minutes beckon
She's only swallowing seconds

Times change, but she's still sideways
Her body trailing, as her minds says
"Walk slower, trip, stay behind,
You don't deserve to walk in that line."