In a place of displacement

My life is going great, and things are fine, but sometimes I am in a place of displacement. I am my own person, and like everyone else, have my own opinions and thoughts. Yeah, that's all great, but it gets iffy at times. I say one thing more then people want to hear. They just sit there, and generally ignore me and go back to the things they were doing. I am invisible after that people want to hear of me.

Also, I sometimes how up, I want to join in, but everyone seems joined in as much as that space fits at the time. Today I was walking by Surge and Alisson. I wanted to stop and talk to Surge, but he was having a jolly time listing to Alisson's explanation of whatever. So, I just smiled since I saw him, looked blankly at the situation, and just walked by and went to get some food. It was weird, yet it seemed just fine. Everyone is in their own world with their own agenda. Sometimes things happen to be in the same time-space continuum, and sometimes they just don't go together.