May 18, 17November 22, 17JJ3 Comments

Sometimes

I feel invisible sometimes,
Like my presence isn’t welcome.

I feel invisible sometimes,
Like my voice just cannot be heard.

I feel invisible sometimes,
Like this is the step before it changes.

I feel invisible sometimes…
As I stare into the mirror.

I feel invisible this time,
It’s like I was never even there.

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