May 23, 2024
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Invisible, unseen, a ghost in plain sight Walking among the living, but always out of sight A faceless figure, a nameless soul A voice unheard, a story untold

I’m there, but not really there A shadow in the background, fading into the air I see the world, but the world doesn’t see me A stranger in my own reality

I long to be noticed, to be seen To have my existence acknowledged, to be heard But my cries fall on deaf ears, my pleas ignored I am invisible, forever a stranger to the world

But I will not give up, I’ll keep on fighting For the day when I’ll be seen, when my voice will be heard For the day when I’ll be more than just a ghost For the day when I’ll be alive, at last.