this type of thing

So imagine you are at a party, a get together, some kind of gathering with loads of people, You know most of them or at least know of them. You feel pretty comfortable there. It is true there are one or two people there you have never before met. Those people seem to stay off to the side, they are quiet, you pay no attention to them. Anyway the night continues and the party starts to dwindle away the people in the corner remain in the corner. They have not seemed to move all night, you do not let it bother you, continue to ignore them, have a good time. Eventually you leave, and those people in the corner of the party, who did not move, they never cross your mind again. Well one of those people in the corner, or all of them, it does not really matter, lets just say they really did not move. Lets just say they were made out of cardboard the whole time, and they just stood there lifelessly observing the party, with no ability to intermix. Well that is how i feel, I feel like a cardboard cutout in the corner of a party. I am just watching everything, but I have nothing to do with anything, even if I participate, I just feel like I am filling space. It dosent matter why, I am, I just am, and thats all there is to it.