I exist, I promise.

March 5, 2012
I'm not surpised you walked right by me,
I know it's easy to do.
Trampled, forgotten, left to fall apart
Even distorted images hold their truth.

Invisibility is a gift
To those who don't know it well
But for those who live it every day
We're stuck in a lifeless hell.

I have no quams with those who don't see me
It's my own fault at best
Dreaming of the day when someone will open their eyes
Is something I've never confessed.

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