Unseen

Like a ghost
At a post

Not seen, heard or missed
Like a bad movie in a theater

Wondering and Pondering
When it'll be seen

Tired and lonely
Like a single lightning bug in the shadow's of night

Sitting around
Waiting
To be needed, wanted

To be acknowledged
To be held

Everything it does
Goes unrecorded
Like a secret agent

It's desires
Needs
Not noticed or thought of

It wonders why
It ponders when

Why things are the wat they are
When It'll finally be noticed

Why it's alone
And
When it'll be held.
 

Reviews

[Jessica M.]

i think you mean *way in the fifth line from the bottom
beautiful comparison to a lightning bug.
what is it??
oh do tell.
:D