Outsider, we experience being, once in awhile. It is like they are talking, having fun, experiencing life's vest moments and we are staring at them, thinking 'Why am I here? Get a life'. And that green feeling arises in the heart, that can swallow us whole. We even try to fit in, but that Outline comes in between and 'why don't they come to me' or 'what if they insult me' comes. And again staring and longing...