InvisibleA Poem by Sheila MAgain with the whiningThese thoughts in my mind Bounce back and forth. One minute I am happy, The next, I question my worth. I see so many people Walk up to you and smile. I am invisible - I have been for quite a while. I know I'm a good person- Special in my own way, But, when I am near you, I seem to fade to grey. No one would care If I simply disappeared. One day, it could happen, Exactly as I feared.
© 2008 Sheila M |
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1 Review Added on April 22, 2008 Last Updated on April 23, 2008 AuthorSheila MBristol, VAAboutI'm a thinker and believer. My poetry is usually written in the blink of an eye. It's almost always a thought process. Some sorting and analyzing of emotion. I'm a bit self-conscious of my writing.. more..Writing
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