Poems of the lost

gone

Its hard to get people's attention without being rude
especially if you're nonverbal

when you can't speak,
you're invisible
unknown to the world
unbenounced to existence
a wisp of a whisper that you can barely hear

you have to lean in to hear me
you have to sit down and wait
you have to really want to know me
you have to really care

and I find,
that you're never really there