I stay behind always, I stand up and not be counted,

Like an audience I stood there watching; sidelined in everything,

Instead of being in the picture, I’m the one behind the camera

A stranger took pictures of us “groupy pictures”

But online I’m cropped out, no one never cheers for me,

I’m an observer of life, a spectator always ready to cheer for others,

But then just to find myself booed! Life without me.