Standing in a crowd
A frown unseen
Trying to push through the shroud
Am I among the living?
Scream or whisper
Circles closed
None to enter
Am I better off alone?
Can't connect
Can't be heard
I'm just another to reject
Am I seen or not?
Tears to fall
Sadness for me
Hear my call
Am I lost?
Am I here, am I not?
Can you see me, can you hear?
Is this my lot?
I must be a living ghost
The picture isn't mine but it put into words how I was feeling when I wrote this.
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Poetry
PoetryHey, I'm going to put this out there, as something really just for me and my thoughts. Feel free to comment or offer subjects to write on, I'm open to almost anything.
