You didn't know who I was
No one did
I was an object not seen
A piece of glass so clear
You couldn't notice itNo one would ever notice me
Who was I?
I was nothing
Absolutely nothingA shadow without an owner
A dog without a dog house
A pencil without a pouch
A child with no parentI was unnoticed
A thing with no use
A person with no goals
A path with no choicesWhat use could I make?
Every time trying to be seen
Saw'n over
What even was I?All these questions
Unanswered
With no one to answer them
No home to findI was a flower without a flower field
A lone one
Far away from civilization
An empty landWhen will they notice me?
When I'm not acting like myself...?
When I become crazy?
When I am not who I want to be?I was once noticed
I knew everyone
I was real
That reality left
And I felt life from behind
A different view of thingsIt was completely different now not being noticed
Feeling the wrong things
Wanting to do bad things
Grieving for attention
StarvingI noticed everything
Giving in to them
But they never saw
Who I wasI would never be noticed
I wouldn't be seen
Hidden forever
Notice me
Notice who I am
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Hidden Inside (A Poem Book) (On Hold)
PoetryIt's all Hidden Inside. Deep within this poem book. Feelings of disparity to happiness. Depression to smiles. The journey within. Through my poems. By, Raya Bhuiyan