Am I not meant to greet them
Am I not meant to smile
Am I not meant to laugh along
When escaping for awhile
Am I not meant to converse
Am I not meant to act
Am I not meant to be myself
While you all interact
Have I missed the point, should I even care, it should not matter in a sense, as I am not really there
Am I meant to stay silent
Am I meant to not reply
Am I meant to just do nothing
While you all have a good time
Am I meant to be invisible
Am I meant to disappear
Am I meant to go away
As I do not fit in here
Have you missed the point, should you even care, you do not matter in a sense, as you cannot be fair
YOU ARE READING
Little Whispers
PoetryA collection of poetic prose from the depths of a troubled mind *All images are reproduced from Wordpress Media Gallery
