I'm as wispy as air,
Maybe I'm there,
Maybe I'm not,
Bypassing laughing crowds,
whose noses are stuck in midair,
makes me want to cry out, "I'm Here!"
but my ghostly, blurry self would never be noticed,
"I want to smile and laugh too." my tiny self whispers into ears that shall never hear,
I'm invisible,
a speck of blue, in a room glowing with golden rays of sunlight,
yet completely unnoticeable,
"I'm here!" I want to scream, but can only whisper,
in a voice only I will ever hear.