I was, and still am, and will most likely be
                                                           Forever

                                                                     Unspoken..
Although, My mind is not unspoken
It is a never ending story of words and thoughts
No one knows about this
Not even my closest peers
I am unspoken..
I didn’t choose this
But then again maybe I did
I see people who are clearly not unspoken
I see them everywhere
I could never be brave enough to speak my mind without a sense of fear
In my eyes, those who are brave enough to voice their thoughts openly are very lucky
Although, sadly for some of us..
                               We Didn’t Get Lucky ..
                                                                                                                               We Are Just..
                                                                                                                                      Different..
Those easily people become unspoken
                                           unnoticed..
                                                  unheard..
I am "those people"
Those people are the ones the world never discovers
Those people are the ones who have the ability to live life as if they are invisible
Nobody really notices you’re there
Or atleast that’s what it feels like
Not just One person..
                     Two..
                             or Three..

Everybody seems to be blind to your existence in some odd way

I guess the only one to blame is myself
I was always too scared
On the inside I was crying for help
But I didn’t realize that on the outside
It was nothing but dead silence
Imagine, if everyone like me
Everyone like this
Everyone like you
Actually expressed their unique creativity
Their thoughts
Their feelings and beliefs
Imagine how much better and different the world could be