Air Balloon

Love the ones without a voice,

The ones that are invisible to wandering eyes,

Their fights are silent, the crying within their thoughts.

To be heard is their wish.

To be acknowledged is their goal.

They have souls too, but now tormented by loneliness.

Notice the wallflowers,

The unwanted, the pained,

People slay their daydreams.

Not just your loved ones have life,

Others have families too.

Some of them they lose, and yet again, cry within their thoughts.

Love the ones without a name,

The ones on the street,

They deserve being noticed as much as you and me.

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