There are so many things I wish I could've said but at some point, my mouth seems shut.
Muted and unheard.
I would stand in the corner listening to all of you talk while I appear to be invisible.
Non-existent.
But that was okay.
For years gone by and it was always like that.
Me just being in the sides while you guys have the time of your life.
I would often wonder if I really belonged to your world but then I brushed the idea off because that would seem unkind of me.
I can't help it you see.
I'd talk in a brief moment to explain something I wanted to tell but you guys seem uninterested and would tumble back from where your last conversation ends.
And there I knew. I was a nobody.
Someone who's an extra.
Someone who you don't really need in your own little world right?
I distance myself and guess what?
Nobody even notices or maybe they did but they don't care.
And so, 'till now I wander these streets by myself hoping to find the real me after all those lost years that I have wasted with people who don't see my value.
But I'm afraid, that in the process,
Of trying to find what really is right for me.
This time,
I really might lose myself.
Lose it all or not.
Who knows.

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Ikigai
PoetryWhat does it feel to just exist? No more no less. You're just there existing. A display to be seen but never understood. Endless thoughts flooding your brains, questioning every move you once made.