Fly On The Wall

In the shadows of this room, where the quietness does loom

I find my place, my secret spot, knowing all and yet not caught

From my perch up near the light, I watch the dance of day and night

Conversations carried on, unaware I'm there and gone

Every movement, every glance, tells a story in this dance

Underneath the ceiling's gaze, I rest here in a daze

No one knows I'm up above, watching, waiting all the love

Silent room a different scene, every moment caught between

The spoken truths and hidden lies, in their open, careless eyes