at the corner of alone and lonliness

She sat there, on the edge of opportunity, lost in the moment of other people's greatness. Watching as one took to outlasting another in a game of wit and cynicism. Another, battling for the spot of significance as he took to the grounds with any who dare oppose him. She was there watching the heated crackle of a conversations where her own opinions were unknown and worthless for being so. Yet, being a part of the party, she was nestled in her own quiet corner, listening to someone new, and exploring the unexplored. For sometimes, you want the thrill of being there, without the pressure of having to be.