Listening In

Something I wrote when I was bored.

I can’t help but overhear
It’s like they are whispering in my ear
But I’m over here
Yet still right beside them
Whispering thinking that no one is listening in
Even though I’m right here, how could they not see me?
I’m listening in right next to them
Giving my own opinions
Even though they can’t see
I’ll keep doing this though
That’s what I do
Somehow my ears will always find a way through