Was it agreed
When I was out the room
All would play
This pretend game?
And when I look at you
You keep your face straight
Abiding
By the rules.
I try to fit in,
Unsure but trying,
Playing along
With the rest.
But if I figure it out?
Will you all stop
And laugh,
Drop the act?
Will we grin
Conspiratorially
Made comrades
By the game?
Until then,
I try to keep up
Worried I'll lose
And be eliminated.