Belong?

Am I just a bit part in the story?
An NPC in your RPG, with no lines to speak
am I the character that is killed in the first act
before the curtain falls
as the interval drinks spill, my tale lost to all

Are you the last one standing
am I the supporting act, the warm up artist to keep the crowd from disbanding
a third place runner in a field of two
the last minute rewrite, my lines on the cutting room floor - never to view
my role, left holding the door
whilst the crowd clamour through, begging for more
I'm standing at an entrance to a place that I don't fit
a party I'm not invited to; not a guest on the list

Am I a late replacement to a last minute date
the blank slate, a blank faced nobody that just sits in space
back row singer in a chorus of song
no voice of my own, no-one turned the microphone on
no words to read, no script to follow
just here to make up numbers, all feels so hollow

Am I second rate
or third in line; do I wait?
born too soon or a bit too late
is my mind too much or too little to please
it feels like a disease, this place fills me with unease

Am I last in line to a throne that will never be mine
one that I don't even want or have no designs to climb
am I supposed to be here, or did I take the wrong pathway before
should have taken my time, checked it was the right door
maybe this is the way it should be
a tale that I cant see;  the ending - still all a mystery
 

So I bide my time, watch the story unfold
let the pages fly by, find a place to behold
see where the story goes
who knows may end up the star of the show

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love. 

Kyle.

To all the non gaming geeks out there, 

NPC - A Non Playable Character,

RPG - Role Playing game!