Voices of the Unheard

Dear anonymous

Dear anonymous 

Nobody knows that I exist anymore.

I'm not even a whisper amongst the grapevine.

Just a passing by "fancy"..

Without any sense of entitlement.

I tried to step out of my shell once.

In hopes of finding remarkable wisdom or elegant fables among the masses..

But instead all that slumbered beneath me were mere rumors.

Located in back alleyways leading to a generic brand of false satisfaction.

Sadly I must admit I thought by now I would find my identity in this era..

Yet nothing has changed.

Once again I am anti-social...

Anti-immunity..

Anti-"mello"...

Like always..

My dear old friend anonymous.

- mello