Sometimes I wondered what it was like to be invisible.
To fade away from the world around me.
To not be heard, or seen by the prying eyes around me.
Sometimes I longed to just become invisible.
So I could escape everything.
So I could be nothing, to no one, at no time, at no place.
One day I learned what it was like to be invisible.
To notice that people carried on, like I wasn't even gone.
No one was affected by my absence.
Like before when no one was affected by my presence.
I think all those times I was wondering and longing,
I was blind to the fact that I was already fading.
And once I'd finally noticed, I was already gone.
And now I just wish I could be seen...
If only long enough to say, "So long."
- Title: Invisible
- Artist: Aterisk Menos Idalo
- Description: A poem I wrote :)
- Date: 10/18/2012
- Tags: invisible
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