I smile, I'm looked through as if I were invisible.
I speak, I'm ignored.
I cry, I'm pitied.
I scream, I'm glanced at.
But once someone looked back.
We spoke, we laughed.
Together we were no longer invisible.
May 2, 2017
May 2, 2017 at 12:43 AM UTC
I smile, I'm looked through as if I were invisible.
I speak, I'm ignored.
I cry, I'm pitied.
I scream, I'm glanced at.
But once someone looked back.
We spoke, we laughed.
Together we were no longer invisible.
I feel like this is very cliche. I don't actually know how to write poetry so tips would be wonderful!