It’s so pathetic being single and having to sit through those slow songs that seem to never end. At that point the whole world knows you feel pathetic and a sense of unwanted sad pity comes raining down on you. Of course, someone pulls you into a twist and shout song and suddenly you are forcing yourself to enjoy being back where you belong, in a feel good place? You can’t seem to find the beat, trying to make yourself get lost and free as you suddenly become disconnected from everyone. You are trying to find it but you realize that you are standing in one place clapping off beat, watching everyone else, as the music is passing by and bye. Then the lights get dark and its back to sitting down, watching couples, watching what you don’t have, not knowing what to say to those who have that same wonder of you, and that all singles dread to hear out loud because it speaks volumes of being pathetic. You dread those lights to turn on as the spotlight hasn’t turned off on you and the song just takes forever to end. You dread those lights to come on to be pulled into dancing off that pathetic stench and for everyone else to feel good that there isn’t anything wrong. You are dancing to be at that place with everyone else.
